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Updated: June 17, 2025
Well, Sir, remember you have promised to grant me my diabolical Request, in shewing me the Devil Gay. I will not fail you, Sir. L. Ful. Madam, your Servant; I hope you'll see no more Ghosts, Sir Feeble. Sir Feeb. Enter Diana, puts on her Hood and Scarf. Dia. So they are gone to Bed; and now for Bredwel the Coach waits, and I'll take this opportunity.
She promptly abstracts five hundred pounds from her husband's strong box and forwards it to her lover by Bredwel, disguised as a devil, with an amorous message purporting to be from some unknown bidding him attend at a certain trysting place that night without fail. Gayman, now able to redeem his forfeited estates, dresses in his finest clothes and appears at Sir Feeble Fainwou'd's wedding.
Cou'd he so easily see me given away, Without a Sigh at parting? For all the day a Calm was in his Eyes, And unconcern'd he look'd and talk'd to me; In dancing never prest my willing Hand, Nor with a scornful Glance reproach'd my Falshood. Let. Believe me, that Dissembling was his Master-piece. Dia. Why should he fear, did not my Father promise him? Let. After which enter Bearjest and Bredwel.
Bredwel then in his satanic masquerade meets Gayman, and bringing him a roundabout way, introduces him into Sir Cautious' house, where, after having been entertained with a masque of dances and songs as by spirits, he is conducted to Lady Fulbank's chamber by her maid disguised as an ancient crone, and admitted to his mistress' embraces.
Oh, a very thriving Calling, Sir, and I have a young Wife to practise with. I know your Rogues. Sir Cau. A young Wife! 'tis so, his Gentlewoman has been at Hot-Cockles without her Husband, and he's Horn-mad upon't. Sir Feeb. I grant it, Sir but to the business, Sir, I came for. Sir Cau. With all my Soul Enter Bredwel and Gayman at the door. Bredwel sees them, and puts Gayman back again. Bred.
Rag. Who, the Devil, Sir? Gay. Who can this be but see he comes to inform me withdraw. Enter Bredwel drest like a Devil. Bred. Gayman reads. Receive what Love and Fortune present you with, be grateful and be silent, or 'twill vanish like a dream, and leave you more wretched that it found You. Adieu. Bred. Nay, view it, Sir, 'tis all substantial Gold. Gay.
Because 'tis dangerous to steal a City-Heiress, and let the Theft be his so the dear Maid be mine Hark sure they come Enter Bearjest, runs against Bredwel. Who's there? Mr. Bearjest? Bea. Who's that? Ned? Well, I have brought my Mistress, hast thou got a Parson ready, and a License? Bred. Ay, ay, but where's the Lady? Bea. In the Coach, with the Captain at the Gate.
Leticia Bredwel. Bel. Bredwel I have heard of her, she was Mistress Ral. To fine Mr. Bel. How! hang'd? Ral. Hang'd, Sir, hang'd at the Hague in Holland. Gay. I heard some such News, but did not credit it. Bel. For what, said they, was he hang'd? Ral. Why, e'en for High Treason, Sir, he killed one of their Kings. Gay. Holland's a Commonwealth, and is not rul'd by Kings. Ral.
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