Mount. Sir, a Gentlewoman desires to speak with you. Lud. A Gentlewoman! admit her——Well, 'Tis a great Fatigue to oblige the whole Sex. —— Enter Lucy. Oh! what News from your Lady? Lucy. This will inform you, Sir. [Gives him a Letter. [Gives him a Letter. Lud. reads. Hum, hum, a Letter——Tho' it may seem improper for one of my Sex to make the first Step in an Amour, yet you ought to consider, that the rigorous Confinement we are under all the Year round, may, in some Measure, excuse the Liberties we take during the Carnival. If you have the Courage to meet me, I shall be at four in the Afternoon in the Piazza d'Espagna, invisible to all but yourself.——Well, I believe all Women in Venice are wild for Gallants. —— —— Lucy. Sir, what Answer shall I return to my Lady? Lud. aside. Egad——I am in Doubt whether I shall throw my Time away on this Intrigue or no——Harkee Child, step into the next Chamber, and I'll answer your Message instantly—— —— —— —— [Exit Lucy. Let me see——[Reads in his Table-Book] Monday, at Two in the Afternoon, I am to meet Signiora Belleza at her Nurse's——She's a pretty Rogue, and so I'll go—At Three of the Clock, Signiora Dorinda, the Senator's Wife, at the Indian House——Pshaw, she's an old Acquaintance,——I shan't go——At half an Hour past Three, the Countess Wrinkle, who presented me with a Gold-hilted Sword——Silly Fool! does she think I'll bestow one of my Visits on an old shrivelled Piece of Antiquity, for a trifling Present, not worth above three-score Pistoles——At a Quarter past Four, my Semstress Dorothy
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