Heart. Nay, then we shall have it: what, because a man stumbles at a word? Did you never make a blunder?

Con. Yes, for I am in love; I own it.

Heart. Then so am I:—now laugh till thy soul’s glutted with mirth. But, dear Constant, don’t tell the town on’t.

Con. Nay, then, ’twere almost a pity to laugh at thee, after so honest a confession.

Enter a Footman.

Foot. Sir, there’s a porter without with a letter; he desires to give it into your own hands.

Con. Call him in.

Enter Porter. What, Joe, is it thee?

Port. An’t please you, sir, I was ordered to deliver this into your hands, by two well-shaped ladies, at the New Exchange. I was at your honour’s lodgings, and your servants sent me hither.

Con. ’Tis well: are you to carry any answer?

Port. No, my noble master. They gave me my orders, and whip, they are gone.

Con. Very well: there.

[Gives him money.

Port. Heaven bless your honour!

[Exit.

Con. Now let’s see what honest, trusty Joe has brought us. [Reads.] “If you and your playfellow can spare time from your business and devotions, don’t fail to be at Spring Garden about eight in the evening. You’ll find nothing there but women, so you need bring no other arms than what you usually carry about you.” So, playfellow, here’s something to stay your stomach till your mistress’s dish is ready for you.

Heart. Some of our old battered acquaintance. I won’t go, not I.

Con. Nay, that you can’t avoid: there’s honour in the case; ’tis a challenge, and I want a second.

Heart. I doubt I shall be but a very useless one to you; for I’m so disheartened by this wound Belinda has given me, I do not think I shall have courage enough to draw my sword.

Con. Oh! if that be all, come along; I’ll warrant you’ll find sword enough for such enemies as we have to deal withal.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.—A Hall in the Justice’s house

Enter Constable and Watchmen with Sir JOHN BRUTE.

Con. Come, forsooth, come along, if you please. I once, in compassion, thought to have seen you safe home this morning; but you have been so rampant and abusive all night, I shall see what the justice of peace will say to you.


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