Over. I thank you, I can write then. [Writes on his book. Allw. You may, if you please, leave out the name of my lord, In respect he comes disguised, and only write, Marry her to this gentleman. Over. Well advised. [MARGARET kneels. 'Tis done; away-my blessing, girl? thou hast it. Nay, no reply-be gone, good Mr Allworth; This shall be the best night's work you ever made. Allw. I hope so, sir. [Exeunt ALLWORTH and MARGARET. Over. Farewell! Now all's sure. Methinks, I hear already knights and ladies And the lands; were he once married to the widow I have him here-I can scarce contain myself, ACT V. SCENE I-A chamber in LADY ALLWORTH'S Presented me with this great favour, house. Enter LOVELL and LADY. Lady. By this, you know how strong the motives were, That did, my lord, induce me to dispense The plots and projects of the down-trod Wellborn. Lov. What you intended, madam, For the poor gentleman, hath found good success; ment: But all the arts, that I have used to raise Stand yet in supposition, though I hope well. On my knowledge they equal. Lady. Though my wishes Are with yours, my lord, yet give me leave to fear The building, though well grounded. To deceive Sir Giles, that's both a lion and a fox In his proceedings, were a work beyond Lov. Despair not, madam : Hard things are compassed oft by easy means. Lady. May be so. The young ones have my warmest wishes. You've kindly heard-now grant my suit. Lady. Troth, my lord, My own unworthiness may answer for me; I could not but have thought it as a blessing, Lov. You are too modest, And undervalue that, which is above Lady. I were blind to my own good, Lov. If I return not, with all tenderness, Equal respect to you, may I die wretched! Lady. There needs no protestation, my lord, To her, that cannot doubt-You are welcome, sir. Enter WELLBORN, Now, you look like yourself. Well, And will continue You could not make choice of a better shape Lady. For me, I am happy, That my endeavours prospered. Saw you, of late, Sir Giles, your uncle? Well. I heard of him, madam, By his minister, Marrall: he's grown into strange passions About his daughter. This last night he looked I'll bore thine eyes out else. Well. May it please your lordship, For some ends of my own, but to withdraw A little out of sight, though not of hearing; You may, perhaps, have sport. Lov. You shall direct me. Over. I shall sol fa you, rogue! Mar. Sir, for what cause Do you use me thus? [Steps aside. Over. Cause, slave! why, I am angry, And thou a subject only fit for beating; And so to cool my choler. Look to the writing; Let but the seal be broke upon the box, That has slept in my cabinet these three years, I'll rack thy soul for it. Mar. I may yet cry quittance; Though now I suffer, and dare not resist. [Aside. Over. Lady, by your leave, did you see my daughter, lady? And the lord her husband? Are they in your house? If they are, discover, that I may bid them joy; curt'sies When she nods on you; which you must receive As a special favour. Lady. When I know, sir Giles, him; Her state requires such ceremony, I shall pay it; The right I bring with me will defend me, But, in the mean time, I give you to understand, I neither know Nor care where her honour is. Over. When you once see her Supported, and led by the lord her husband, Over. No more! Well. 'Tis all I owe you. Over. Have your redeemed rags Made you thus insolent? Well. Insolent to you! [In scorn. Why, what are you, sir, more than myself? 'Tis rank, he is married. Lady. This is excellent! Over. Sir, in calm language (though I seldom I am familiar with the cause, that makes you In which, 'tis said, there's somebody hath been cozened. I name no parties. [Lady turns away. Well. Well, sir, what follows? Over. Marry this, since you are peremptory, remember, Upon mere hope of your great match, I lent you And punish his extortion. Lady. You may; but make not The shewing of the deed. Well. This rage is vain, sir; For fighting, fear not, you shall have your hands full Upon the least incitement; and whereas A debt, that is truly due to me from you, not purchase The land left by thy father? that rich land, Enter Servant, with a box. Thou didst make sale of? Is not here inclosed Well. I do acknowledge none; I ne'er passed Such land; I grant, for a year or two, Surrendering the possession, you shall ease Lady. In my judgment, Over. Good, good! conspire With your new husband, lady; second him Mar. Keep him From using of his hands, I'll use my tongue Over. Mine own varlet Mar. Yes, and uncase you too. The ideot; the patch; the slave; the booby; For your morning exercise; your football, or You'll speak in an humble key, and sue for fa- Can now anatomize you, and lay open vour. All your black plots, level with the earth Nay, pulverize, the walls, you think defend you. Mar. I know you are a tearer. And make thee wish and kneel in vain to die; Although they made my body but one wound, I play the fool, and make my anger but ridicu- There will be a time, and place, there will be, cowards! When you shall feel what I dare do. Well. I think so: You dare do any ill, yet want true valour Over. They are words I know not, Nor e'er will learn. Patience, the beggar's virtue, Enter GREEDY and Parson WELLDO. Welcome, most welcome! There's comfort in thy looks; is the deed done? Welldo. Married? yes, I assure you. Over. Then vanish all sad thoughts! there's My doubts and fears are in the titles drowned To my wish, to my wish. Now, you that plot | Lead not the way, let's quit the house, and LADY. change Six words in private. Well. You'll grow like him, Borrow his help, though Hercules call it odds, Of pikes, lined through with shot, when I am mounted Upon my injuries, shall I fear to charge them? Marg. Sir, first your pardon, then your bles-No: I'll thro' the battalia, and, that routed, sing, with Your full allowance of the choice I have made. This is my husband. [Kneeling. Allw. So, I assure you; all the rites of mar- With every circumstance, are past; Over. Devil! are they married? Welldo. Do a father's part, and say, Heaven give them joy! Over. Confusion and ruin! speak, and speak quickly, Or thou art dead. Welldo. They are married. Over. Thou hadst better Have made a contract with the king of fiends Welldo. Why this rage to me? I'll fall to execution.-Ha! I am feeble: Will not be drawn. Ha! what are these? Sure, That come to bind my hands, and then to drag me Before the judgment-seat.-Now they are new And do appear like furies, with steel whips, [Dragged off by ORDER and AMBLE. Mar. Is't brave sport? Greedy. Brave sport? I'm sure it has taken away my stomach. Is not this your letter, sir? and these the words- I do not like the sauce. Marry her to this gentleman? Over. It cannot; Nor will I ever believe it: 'sdeath! I will not. At worldly profit have not left print Baffled and fooled, and all my hopes and labours Well. As it appears, You are so, my grave uncle. Over. Village nurses Mar. Was it not a rare trick, (An't please your worship) to make the deed nothing? Certain minerals I used, Incorporated in the ink and wax. Besides, he gave me nothing, but still fed me ment To this conundrum. Well. You are a rascal. He, that dares be To a master, tho' unjust, will ne'er be true Revenge their wrongs with curses; I'll not waste Or favour from me; I will shun thy sight comfort. [TO MARG. Their own abilities leave them. Pray you take | It is a time of action; if your lordship I will endeavour you shall be his guardians Be it good or ill in law, I'll be an umpire That may make me right again. Well. Nothing wants, then, [To the audience. [Exeunt omnes. |