_Beau._ Yes, yes, I know she"s innocent of this, for which I owe no thanks to either of you, but to my self who mistook her in the dark.
_La Nu._ And you it seems mistook me for this Lady; I favour"d your Design to gain your Heart, for I was told, that if this Night I lost you, I shou"d never regain you: now I am yours, and o"er the habitable World will follow you, and live and starve by turns, as Fortune pleases.
_Will._ Nay, by this Light, Child, I knew when once thou"dst try"d me, thou"dst ne"er part with me-- give me thy Hand, no Poverty shall part us.
[Kisses her.
--so-- now here"s a Bargain made without the formal Foppery of Marriage.
_La Nu._ Nay, faith Captain, she that will not take thy word as soon as the Parson"s of the Parish, deserves not the Blessing.
_Will._ Thou art reform"d, and I adore the Change.
Enter the _Guardian_, _Blunt_, and _Fetherfool_.
_Guar._ My Nieces stol"n, and by a couple of the Seignior"s Men! the Seignior fled too! undone, undone!
_Will._ Hah, now"s my Cue, I must finish this Jest. [Goes out.
Enter _Shift_ and _Giant_, _Hunt_ and _Dwarf_.
_Guar._ Oh impudence, my Nieces, and the Villains with "em! I charge ye, Gentlemen, to lay hold on "em.
_Dwarf._ For what, good Uncle, for being so courageous to marry us?
_Guar._ How, married to Rogues, Rascals, _John Potages_!
_Blunt._ Who the Devil wou"d have look"d for jilting in such Hobgoblins?
_Feth._ And hast thou deceiv"d me, thou foul filthy Synagogue?
Enter _Willmore_ like a Mountebank as before.
_Blunt._ The Mountebank! oh thou cheating Quack, thou sophisticated adulterated Villain.
_Feth._ Thou cozening, lying, Fortune-telling, Feetaking Rascal.
_Blunt._ Thou jugling, conjuring, canting Rogue!
_Will._ What"s the matter, Gentlemen?
_Blunt._ Hast thou the Impudence to ask, who took my Money to marry me to this ill-favour"d Baboon?
_Feth._ And me to this foul filthy o"ergrown Chronicle?
_Blunt._ And hast suffered Rogues, thy Servants, to marry "em: Sirrah, I will beat thee past Cure of all thy hard-nam"d Drugs, thy _Guzman Medicines_.
_Feth._ Nay, I"ll peach him in the Inquisition for a Wizard, and have him hang"d for a Witch.
_Shift._ Sir, we are Gentlemen, and you shall have the thirds of their Portion, what wou"d you more?
[Aside to the _Guar._ Look ye, Sir. [Pulls off their Disguise.
_Blunt._ _Hunt!_
_Feth._ _Shift!_ We are betray"d: all will out to the Captain.
_Will._ He shall know no more of it than he does already for me, Gentlemen.
[Pulls off his Disguise.
_Blunt._ _Willmore!_
_Feth._ Ay, ay,"tis he.
_Blunt._ Draw, Sir-- you know me--
_Will._ --For one that "tis impossible to cozen.
[All laugh.
_Beau._ Have a care, Sir, we are all for the Captain.
_Feth._ As for that, Sir, we fear ye not, d"ye see, were you _Hercules_ and all his Myrmidons.
[Draws, but gets behind.
_Will._ Fools, put up your Swords, Fools, and do not publish the Jest; your Money you shall have again, on condition you never pretend to be wiser than your other Men, but modestly believe you may be cozen"d as well as your Neighbours.
[The _Guardian_ talking with _Hunt_ and _Shift_ and _Giant_ this while.
_Feth._ La you, _Ned_, why shou"d Friends fall out?
_Blunt._ Cozen"d! it may be not, Sir; for look ye, Sir, the _Ess.e.x_ Fool, the cozen"d dull Rogue can shew Moveables or so-- nay, they are right too-- [Shews his Jewels.
This is no _Naples_ Adventure, Gentlemen, no Copper Chains; all substantial Diamonds, Pearls and Rubies-- [_Will._ takes the Casket, and looks in it.
_La Nu._ Hah, do not I know that Casket, and those Jewels!
_Feth._ How the Pox came this Rogue by these?
_Will._ Hum, _Edward_, I confess you have redeem"d your Reputation, and shall hereafter pa.s.s for a Wit-- by what good fortune came you by this Treasure?-- what Lady--
_Blunt._ Lady, Sir! alas no, I"m a Fool, a Country Fop, an a.s.s, I; but that you may perceive your selves mistaken, Gentlemen, this is but an earnest of what"s to come, a small token of remembrance, or so-- and yet I have no Charms, I; the fine Captain has all the Wit and Beauty-- but thou"rt my Friend, and I"ll impart.
[Brings out _Petronella_ veil"d.
Enter _Aurelia_ and _Sancho_.
_Aur._ Hither we trac"d her, and see she"s yonder.
_San._ Sir, in the King"s Name lay hold of this old Cheat, she has this Night robb"d our _Patrona_ of a hundred thousand Crowns in Money and Jewels.
_Blunt._ Hah! [Gets from her.
_La Nu._ You are mistaken, Friend _Sancho_, she only seiz"d "em for my use, and has deliver"d "em in trust to my Friend the Captain.