Med. I shall see you hold up your hand at the bar next sessions for murder, huswife; that shoemaker can take his oath you are in fee with the doctors to sell green fruit to the gentry, that the crudities may breed diseases.

Or.-Wom. Pray give me my money.

Dor. Not a penny; when you bring the gentlewoman hither you spoke of, you shall be paid.

Or.-Wom. The gentlewoman! the gentlewoman may be as honest as your sister, for aught as I know. Pray pay me, Mr. Dorimant, and do not abuse me so; I have an honester way of living, you know it.

Med. Was there ever such a restiff bawd?

Dor. Some jade’s tricks she has, but she makes amends when she’s in good-humour. Come, tell me the lady’s name, and Handy shall pay you.

Or.-Wom. I must not, she forbid me.

Dor. That’s a sure sign she would have you.

Med. Where does she live?

Or.-Wom. They lodge at my house.

Med. Nay, then she’s in a hopeful way.

Or.-Wom. Good Mr. Medley, say your pleasure of me, but take heed how you affront my house. God’s my life, in a hopeful way!

Dor. Prithee, peace! what kind of woman’s the mother?

Or.-Wom. A goodly grave gentlewoman. Lord! how she talks against the wild young men o’ the town! As for your part, she thinks you an arrant devil; should she see you, on my conscience she would look if you had not a cloven foot.

Dor. Does she know me?

Or.-Wom. Only by hearsay; a thousand horrid stories have been told her of you, and she believes ’em all.

Med. By the character, this should be the famous Lady Woodvil and her daughter Harriet.

Or.-Wom. The devil’s in him for guessing, I think.

Dor. Do you know ’em?

Med. Both very well; the mother’s a great admirer of the forms and civility of the last age.

Dor. An antiquated beauty may be allowed to be out of humour at the freedoms of the present. This is a good account of the mother; pray, what is the daughter?

Med. Why, first she’s an heiress, vastly rich.

Dor. And handsome?

Med. What alteration a twelvemonth may have bred in her I know not, but a year ago she was the beautifullest creature I ever saw; a fine, easy, clean shape; light brown hair in abundance; her features regular; her


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