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Updated: June 16, 2025
Hum they're damnable silent pray Heaven he have not murdered her, and robbed her hum hark, what's that? a noise! he has broke his Covenant with me, and shall forfeit the Money How loud they are? Ay, ay, the Plot's discovered, what shall I do? Enter Lady Fulbank undrest, Gayman, half undrest upon his Knees, following her, holding her Gown. L. Ful. Oh! You unkind what have you made me do?
Gayman now visits Lady Fulbank and gives her some account of his adventures with the she-devil, all of which he half jestingly ascribes to magic. Sir Cautious and various guests enter, dice are produced and, luck favouring the gallant, Gayman wins one hundred pounds from the old Banker, and a like sum from several others of the company.
Barrow, Sermons, I, Ser. 6: 'If the organs of prayer are out of Kelter, or out of time, how can we pray? Dictionary Canting Crew , has: 'Out of Kelter, out of sorts. The phrase is by no means rare. p. 251 as Trincolo says. Lady Fulbank mistakes. The remark is made by Stephano, not Trincalo. Dryden and Davenant's The Tempest , Act ii, I: 'Ventoso. My wife's a good old jade ... ... Stephano.
The next morning Lady Fulbank discovers the trick which has been played upon her and rates both her husband and lover soundly. Bellmour and Leticia arriving throw themselves on her protection. Sir Feeble and Sir Cautious are at length obliged to acquiesce in the existing state of things and to resign their ladies to their two gallants.
Because it suits my Fortune and my Humour; And even thy Presence wou'd afflict me now. Phil. Madam, I was sent after you; my Lady Fulbank has challeng'd Sir Feeble at Bowls, and stakes a Ring of fifty Pound against his new Chariot. Let. Tell him I wish him Luck in every thing, But in his Love to me Go tell him I am viewing of the Garden. Phillis. Enter Bellmour at a distance behind her. Bel.
He is discovered, unknown to himself, in his slummy retreat by Bredwel, Sir Cautious' prentice, who has to convey him a message with reference to the expiration of the mortgage, and who reveals the secret to Lady Fulbank.
Oh! name her not, the thought on't turns my Stomach a sight of her is a Vomit; but he's a bold Hero that dares venture on her for a kiss, and all beyond that sure is Hell it self yet there's my last, last Refuge and I must to this Wedding I know not what, but something whispers me, this Night I shall be happy and without Julia 'tis impossible! Rag. Julia, who's that? my Lady Fulbank, Sir? Gay.
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