Lov. You are in the right, Belinda; but methinks your kindness for me makes you concern yourself too much with him.

Bel. It does indeed, my dear; his barbarous carriage to you yesterday made me hope you ne’er would see him more, and the very next day to find him here again provokes me strangely; but, because I know you love him, I have done.

Dor. You have reproached me handsomely, and I deserve it for coming hither; but—

Pert. You must expect it, sir; all women will hate you for my lady’s sake.

Dor. [aside to BELINDA]. Nay, if she begins too, ’tis time to fly; I shall be scolded to death else. I am to blame in some circumstances, I confess; but as to the main, I am not so guilty as you imagine. I shall seek a more convenient time to clear myself.

Lov. Do it now! what impediments are here?

Dor. I want time, and you want temper.

Lov. These are weak pretences!

Dor. You were never more mistaken in your life, and so farewell.

[DORIMANT flings off.

Lov. Call a footman, Pert, quickly; I will have him dogged.

Pert. I wish you would not for my quiet and your own.

Lov. I’ll find out the infamous cause of all our quarrels, pluck her mask off, and expose her barefaced to the world.

Bel. [aside]. Let me but escape this time I’ll never venture more.

Lov. Belinda! you shall go with me.

Bel. I have such a heaviness hangs on me with what I did this morning, I would fain go home and sleep, my dear.

Lov. Death and eternal darkness! I shall never sleep again. Raging fevers seize the world, and make mankind as restless all as I am! [Exit LOVEIT.

Bel. I knew him false, and helped to make him so. Was not her ruin enough to fright me from the danger? It should have been, but love can take no warning. [Exit BELINDA.

SCENE II.—Lady TOWNLEY’S house

Enter MEDLEY, YOUNG BELLAIR, Lady TOWNLEY. EMILIA, and Chaplain.

Med. Bear up, Bellair, and do not let us see that repentance in thine we daily do in married faces.

Lady Town. This wedding will strangely surprise my brother when he knows it.

Med. Your nephew ought to conceal it for a time, madam, since marriage has lost its good name; prudent men seldom expose their own reputations till ’tis convenient to justify their wives.

O. Bell. [without]. Where are you all there? Out, adod, will nobody hear?