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Unhand me, false Deceiver let me loose Sir Cau. Gay. Can you be angry, Julia? Because I only seiz'd my Right of Love. L. Ful. And must my Honour be the Price of it? Could nothing but my Fame reward your Passion? What, make me a base Prostitute, a foul Adulteress? Sir Cau. Oh, fearful! Gay. Oh! Calm your rage, and hear me; if you are so, You are an innocent Adulteress.
Pray, Sir, what store of Miracles have you at St. Omers? Bel. None, Sir, since that of the wonderful Salamanca Doctor, who was both here and there at the same Instant of time. Bea. How, Sir? why, that's impossible. Bel. That was the Wonder, Sir, because 'twas impossible. Noi. But 'twas a greater, Sir, that 'twas believed. Enter L. Fulb. and Pert, Sir Cau. and Sir Feeb. Sir Feeb.
To make you 'mends, Sir, I bring you the certain News of the death of Sir Thomas Gayman, your Uncle, who has left you Two thousand pounds a year Gay. I thank you, Sir I heard the news before. Sir Cau. How's this; Mr. Gayman, my Lady's first Lover?
Divorce her flie her, quick depart be gone, she'll cuckold thee and still she'll cuckold thee. Sir Cau. Ay, Brother, but whose fault was that? Why, are not you married? Sir Feeb. Mum no words on't, unless you'll have the Ghost about your Ears; part with your Wife, I say, or else the Devil will part ye. L. Ful. Pray go to Bed, Sir. Sir Feeb.
Yet you may take my word without an Oath, Were you as old as Time, and I were young and gay As April Flowers, which all are fond to gather; My Beauties all should wither in the Shade, E'er I'd be worn in a dishonest Bosom. Sir Cau. Ay, but you're wondrous free methinks, sometimes, which gives shreud suspicions. L. Ful.
I think I am your Friend indeed, Sir Cautious, or I wou'd not have been here upon my Wedding-Night. Sir Cau. His Wedding-Night there lies his Grief, poor Heart! Well, come, Brother many such things are done Sir Feeb. Done hum come, out with it; Brother what troubles you to Night? Sir Cau. Sir Feeb. I may perhaps restore you to the Rest you've lost. Sir Cau. The Rest; why, have I lost more since?
Why, what a noise is here as if the undoing a young Heir were such a Wonder; ods so I've undone a hundred without, half this ado. Gay. I do believe thee and am come to tell you I'll be none of that Number for this Minute I'll go and redeem it and free myself from the Hell of your Indentures. Sir Cau. How, redeem it! sure the Devil must help him then.
Hah Sir Feeble, and Sir Cautious there what shall I do? Sir Feeb. Well, Sir, do you not know that I am married, Sir? and this my Wedding Night? Sir Cau. Very good, Sir. Sir Feeb. And that I long to be in bed? Sir Cau. Very well, Sir. Sir Feeb. Sir Cau. Patience, Brother and forward. Sir Feeb. Forward! lend me your hand, good Brother; let's feel your Pulse; how has this Night gone with you?
What, because I cannot simper, look demure, and justify my Honour, when none questions it? Cry fie, and out upon the naughty Women, Because they please themselves and so wou'd I. Sir Cau. How, wou'd, what cuckold me? L. Ful. Yes, if it pleas'd me better than Vertue, Sir. But I'll not change my Freedom and my Humour, To purchase the dull Fame of being honest. Sir Cau. Ay, but the World, the World
Presently they'll be employing all their strategy to meet me. They'll employ it on you." Mr. Brewster surveyed the group dubiously. "In a country such as this, one can't be too too cau " "Too particular, as you were saying," cut in his daughter cheerfully. "Men are scarce except Fitzhugh, who is rather less scarce than I wish he were lately.
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