_Enter_ BELLAMY, WILDBLOOD, MASKALL, _in a Visor_.
_Bel._ Here comes one, and in all probability it must be Don Melchor, going to Theodosia.
_Mask._ Stand close, and you shall see me serve the writ upon him.
_Mask._ I stayed here, sir, by express order from the lady Aurelia, to deliver you this note; and to desire you, from her, to meet her immediately in the garden.
_Mask._ Not a syllable more, sir; I have performed my orders. [MASK. _retires to his Masters_.
_Mel._ He's gone, and 'tis in vain for me to look after him. What envious devil has discovered to Aurelia that I am in town? It must be Don Lopez, who, to advance his own pretensions to her, has endeavoured to ruin mine.
_Mel._ But I am resolved to see Aurelia; if it be but to defeat him. [_Exit_ MEL.
_Wild._ Let's make haste after him; I long to see the end of this adventure.
_Mask._ Sir, I think I see some women coming yonder.
_Bel._ Well, I'll leave you to your adventures, while I prosecute my own.
_Wild._ I warrant you have made an assignation to instruct some lady in the mathematics.
_Bel._ I'll not tell you my design; because, if it does not succeed, you shall not laugh at me. [_Exit Bel._
_Enter_ BEATRIX; _and_ JACINTHA, _in the habit of a Mulatto_.
_Wild._ Let us withdraw a little, and see if they will come this way.
_Beat._ We are right, madam; 'tis certainly your Englishman, and his servant with him. But, why this second trial, when you engaged to break with him, if he failed in the first?
_Jac._ 'Tis true, he has been a little inconstant, choleric, or so.
_Beat._ And it seems you are not contented with those vices, but are searching him for more. This is the folly of a bleeding gamester, who will obstinately pursue a losing hand.
_Jac._ On t'other side, you would have me throw up my cards, before the game be lost: Let me make this one more trial, when he has money, whether he will give it me; and then, if he fails--
_Jac._ He's already in purgatory; but the next offence shall put him in the pit, past all redemption; pr'ythee sing, to draw him nearer: Sure he cannot know me in this disguise.
_Beat._ Make haste, then; for I have more irons in the fire: When I have done with you, I have another assignation of my Lady Theodosia's to Don Melchor.