_Maun._ He has been just going this twenty Years. [Aside.
Sir _Pat._ Therefore I command you to receive the tenders of his Affection.
_Fan._ Sir Father, my Lady _Knowell’s_ in the Garden.
L. _Fan._ My Dear, we must go meet her in decency.
Sir _Pat._ A hard case, a Man cannot be sick in quiet. [Exit with L. _Fan._
_Isab._ A Husband, and that not _Lodwick_! Heaven forbid. [Aside.
_Wit._ Now Foppery assist to make me very ridiculous,--Death, she’s very pretty and inviting; what an insensible Dog shall I be counted to refuse the Enjoyment of so fair, so new a Creature, and who is like to be thrown into my Arms too whether I will or not?--but Conscience and my Vows to the fair Mother: No, I will be honest.--Madam,--as Gad shall save me, I’m the Son of a Whore, if you are not the most Belle Person I ever saw, and if I be not damnably in love with you; but a pox take all tedious Courtship, I have a free-born and generous Spirit; and as I hate being confin’d to dull Cringing, Whining, Flattering, and the Devil and all of Foppery, so when I give an Heart, I’m an Infidel, Madam, if I do not love to do’t frankly and quickly, that thereby I may oblige the beautiful Receiver of my Vows, Protestations, Passions, and Inclination.
_Isab._ You’re wonderful ingaging, Sir, and I were an Ingrate not to facilitate a return for the Honour you are pleas’d to do me.
_Wit._ Upon my Reputation, Madam, you’re a civil well-bred Person, you have all the Agreemony of your Sex, _la belle Taille_, _la bonne Mine_, & _Reparteeé bien_, and are _tout oure toore_, as I’m a Gentleman, _fort agreeable_.--If this do not please your Lady, and nauseate her, the Devil’s in ‘em both for unreasonable Women.-- [To _Maun._
_Fan._ Gemini, Sister, does the Gentleman conjurer?
_Isab._ I know not, but I’m sure I never saw a more affected Fop.
_Maun._ O, a damnable impertinent Fop! ‘tis pity, for he’s a proper Gentleman.
_Wit._ Well, if I do hold out, Egad, I shall be the bravest young Fellow in Christendom: But, Madam, I must kiss your Hand at present, I have some Visits to make, Devoirs to pay, necessities of Gallantry only, no Love Engagements, by _Jove_, Madam; it is sufficient I have given my Parole to your Father, to do him the honour of my Alliance; and an unnecessary Jealousy will but disoblige, Madam, your Slave.--Death, these Rogues see me, and I’m undone.-- [Exit.
