Piz. Well—My Wife's a fine Woman! a very fine Woman! But a Pox she's a Wife still, and this young Jade runs in my Head plaguily: Well——here 'tis under my Hand; a Thousand Pistoles——A great Sum for a Maidenhead, as Maidenheads go now-a-days——Ah, had I been young now. —— —— —— Enter Lucy. Oh! are you come! Here, here, Lucy: Here's a Fortune for thee, worth twenty Maidenheads, adod! I have not so much Money by me at present, but there's Security. [Gives her the Bond. Lucy. Your Lordship's Bond's sufficient——Well, but that I am satisfied my Reputation is safe with your Lordship, or twice the Sum should not have prevail'd—Go to my Chamber, my Lord, I'll but step and see if my Lady wants any thing, and I'll be with you instantly. —— Piz. You won't stay, Lucy? Ah, Girl, buss thy Lady's Chucky; now, do now—— —— Lucy. Oh! Lord! not here, we shall be discovered. Piz. Well, thou art a cunning Sinner: make haste, Lucy, dost hear? [Exit Pizalto. Lucy. You're in mighty Haste, old Gentleman! but I shall deceive you, The End of the Third Act. Third Act ACT IV. SCENE I. ACT IV. SCENE I.
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