_Man._ But what, her kisses sure could not but warm you into desire at last, or a compliance with hers at least? _Fid._ Nay, more, I confess-- _Man._ What more? speak. _Fid._ All you could fear had passed between us, if I could have been made to wrong you, sir, in that nature. _Man._ Could have been made! you lie, you did. _Fid._ Indeed, sir, 'twas impossible for me; besides, we were interrupted by a visit; but I confess, she would not let me stir, till I promised to return to her again within this hour, as soon as it should be dark; by which time she would dispose of her visit, and her servants, and herself, for my reception. Which I was fain to promise, to get from her. _Man._ Ha! _Fid._ But if ever I go near her again, may you, sir, think me as false to you, as she is; hate and renounce me, as you ought to do her, and, I hope, will do now. _Man._ Well, but now I think on't, you shall keep your word with your lady. What, a young fellow, and fail the first, nay, so tempting an assignation! _Fid._ How, sir? _Man._ I say, you shall go to her when 'tis dark, and shall not disappoint her. _Fid._ I, sir! I should disappoint her more by going. _Man._ How so? _Fid._ Her impudence and injustice to you will make me disappoint her love, loathe her. _Man._ Come, you have my leave; and if you disgust[122] her, I'll go with you, and act love, whilst you shall talk it only. _Fid._ You, sir! nay, then I'll never go near her. You act love, sir! You must but act it indeed, after all I have said to you. Think of your honour, sir: love!-- _Man._ Well, call it revenge, and that is honourable: I'll be avenged on her; and thou shalt be my second. _Fid._ Not in a base action, sir, when you are your own enemy. O go not near her, sir; for Heaven's sake, for your own, think not of it! _Man._ How concerned you are! I thought I should catch you. What, you are my rival at last, and are in love with her yourself; and have spoken ill of her out of your love to her, not me: and therefore would not have me go to her! _Fid._ Heaven witness for me, 'tis because I love you only, I would not have you go to her. _Man._ Come, come, the more I think on't, the more I'm satisfied you do love her. Those kisses, young man, I knew were irresistible; 'tis certain. _Fid._ There is nothing certain in the world, sir, but my truth and your courage. _Man._ Your servant, sir. Besides, false and ungrateful as she has been to me, and though I may believe her hatred to me great as you report it, yet I cannot think you are so soon and at that rate beloved by her, though you may endeavour it. _Fid._ Nay, if that be all, and you doubt it still, sir, I will conduct you to her; and, unseen, your ears shall judge of her falseness, and my truth to you, if that will satisfy you. _Man._ Yes, there is some satisfaction in being quite out of doubt; because 'tis that alone withholds us from the pleasure of revenge.