—— —— L. Piz. How, Mistress, have you trick'd my Husband out of a thousand Pistoles, and never told me of it? Lucy. Nay, Madam, don't frown——Remember you have trick'd him out of something too, which I never told him of—Don't urge me to more Discoveries. —— Lud. (aside.) So——Here's Trick upon Trick: But, Faith, you shall never trick me out of my Liberty. I'm not so fond of a Wife to marry a Chamber-maid, tho' with ten Times as much Money: And so, sweet Mistress Abigail, your humble Servant. [Exit Ludovico. —— [Exit Ludovico. L. Piz. (aside.]) The Jade has me upon the Hip—I must be silent. [Exit. Lucy. Ha——What! my Lover gone! With all my Heart: Better now than after; for whilst I have my Fortune in my own Hands, I must have no Need to sue for a separate Maintenance, and get nothing for it neither. —— Arm. to Pla. Now, Madam, go: May Heaven be propitious To your Designs: I'll stay and watch Bassino: And when he goes, will follow with Alonzo. Pla. Oh! my sick Fancy frames a thousand Forms, Which tell me that our Meeting will prove fatal. And warn me not to go, what shall I do? Must I bear calmly my Bassino's Loss? Why do I tremble thus? Sure it can't be the Fear of Death——No, for if I go not I must lose him, and that's more Than Death to me——and if I go, I can but fall, And Life without him is the greater Woe, Therefore I'll on, I'll use the softest Words That Tongue can frame to sooth her into Pity, And dissuade her from this impious Marriage. If I succeed I am compleatly happy, If not, I'd rather die than live with Hate, But first, curst Rival, thou shalt share my Fate. [Exit Placentia. —— —— [Exit Placentia. A Flourish of Musick.
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