_Ran._ [_Aside._] Not I, the devil take me! but I must on now.--[_Aloud._] Could you imagine, madam, by the innumerable crowd of your admirers, you had left any man free in the town, or ignorant of the power of your beauty? _Chris._ I never saw your face before, that I remember. _Ran._ Ah, madam! you would never regard your humblest slave; I was till now a modest lover. _Lyd._ Falsest of men! [_Aside._ _Chris._ My woman said, you came to seek a relation here, not a mistress. _Ran._ I must confess, madam, I thought you would sooner disprove my dissembled error, than admit my visit, and was resolved to see you. _Lyd._ 'Tis clear! [_Aside._ _Ran._ Indeed, when I followed you first out of the Park, I was afraid you might have been a certain relation of mine, for your statures and habits are the same; but when you entered here, I was with joy convinced. Besides, I would not for the world have given her troublesome love so much encouragement, to have disturbed my future addresses to you; for the foolish woman does perpetually torment me to make our relation nearer; but never more in vain than since I have seen you, madam. _Lyd._ How! shall I suffer this? 'tis clear he disappointed me to-night for her, and made me stay at home that I might not disappoint him of her company in the Park. [_Aside._ _Chris._ I am amazed! but let me tell you, sir, if the lady were here, I would satisfy her the sight of me should never frustrate her ambitious designs upon her cruel kinsman. _Lyd._ I wish you could satisfy me. [_Aside._ _Ran._ If she were here, she would satisfy you she were not capable of the honour to be taken for you:--though in the dark. Faith, my cousin is but a tolerable woman to a man that had not seen you. _Chris._ Sure, to my plague, this is the first time you ever saw me! _Ran._ Sure, to the plague of my poor heart, 'tis not the hundredth time I have seen you! For, since the time I saw you first, you have not been at the Park, playhouse, Exchange,[34] or other public place, but I saw you; for it was my business to watch and follow. _Chris._ Pray, when did you see me last at the Park, playhouse, or Exchange? _Ran._ Some two, three days, or a week ago. _Chris._ I have not been this month out of this chamber. _Lyd._ That is to delude me. [_Aside._ _Chris._ I knew you were mistaken. _Ran._ You'll pardon a lover's memory, madam.--[_Aside._] A pox! I have hanged myself in my own line. One would think my perpetual ill-luck in lying should break me of the quality; but, like a losing gamester, I am still for pushing on, till none will trust me. _Chris._ Come, sir, you run out of one error into a greater: you would excuse the rudeness of your mistake, and intrusion at this hour into my lodgings, with your gallantry to me,--more unseasonable and offensive. _Ran._ Nay, I am in love I see, for I blush and have not a word to say for myself.