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Enter Thorowgood, Clariana, and Magdalen. Mag. This way she went, Ime sure. Cla. Yonder is somebody among the Trees Hard by the River: alasse, tis shee! Tho. Lady. Tempt me not, frailty: I disdaine revolt From ought the awfull violence of my will Has once determind. Dost thou tremble, flesh?
Thorowgood, a word or two in private. Thu. Compeld to love my enemy! what man, That had but so much spiritt as a mule, Could suffer this!
Enter Thurston and Thorowgood. Cla. Here comes the Gentleman. Lady. Tho. Sir, you must iuistifie this. Thu. Feare it not; yonder she goes; I'll tell her of it, sheele not denie it. Cla. Mr. Thurston, whether do you walke soe fast? Thu. O, Clarianna, are you there? Cla. Nay, stay, I have a suite to you. Thu.
Thorowgood, not to be outdone, responded to the effect that she had "suspicioned" all along that this was going to be the case, and that when she had heard in the village yesterday that Mr. Coventry had gone straight to the Cottage upon his return that afternoon to Silverquay with Mr. Lovell away in Ferribridge, too, and all! she felt sure of it. "So I'm not surprised at your news, Mrs.
Thorowgood her that's been helping up to the Priory all day called in on her way home just to pass the time of day with me. It seems Mrs. Hilyard has arranged she shall wash for her, and she was taking a few of her things home with her for to wash to-morrow. And she told me her own self, did Mrs. Thorowgood, that the lace on them be so fine as spider's web."
But cannot all your fluent witt interpret Why she procastinatts your promisd match? By this light, her daughter would be married tomorrow If her mother and I had concluded on the Joynture. Tho. Enter Lovell. Grimes. Here comes your Rivall, Mr. Thorowgood, Alexander the Great, her Ladishipps loving Steward. Bon. But does he affect the lady; what's his character? Grimes.
No creature else Could have inducd me to such a madnes. Bel. My disgrace Was wrong sufficient to tempt mercie, yet Cause twas my owne I pardond it; but this Inferd toth piety of my guiltless mother Stops all indulgence. Bon. Will you not heare me out? Bel. Bon. Contempt repaid with scorne; tis my desert; Poyson soone murders a love wounded heart. Enter Belisea, Clariana and Thorowgood. Bel.
Thorowgood, the laundress, who had it from the unsullied fount of Maria Coombe herself, I've even received the additional information that Mr. Coventry paid a long visit to Oldstone Cottage yesterday." "He probably would," returned Brett. "After being away nearly three weeks he'd naturally want to see his agent."
I shall inculcate your desires unto him. Enter Thorowgood. Tho. Madam, theres one brings a sad message to you. Lady. From whome, I pray you. Tho. From two friends of yours Your cruelty has murdred, Lady. My cruelty Never extended to that horrid height, Not to my foes. Who are they? Tho. Your daughter, The innocent Belisia, and my friend, Her worthy suiter, Bonvill. Lady.
Written in 1635, and now printed for the first time. The Play of The Lady Mother. Actus Primus. Enter Thorowgood, Bonvill & Grimes. Bon. What? will it be a match man? Shall I kneele to thee and aske thee blessing, ha? Tho. Pish! I begin to feare her, she does Dally with her affection: I admire itt. Bon.
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