Dor. I have been told too much already.

[Exit Dorimant

Lov. Call him again.

Pert. E’en let him go, a fair riddance.

Lov. Run, I say; call him again. I will have him called.

Pert. The devil should carry him away first, were it my concern.

[Exit Pert.

Bel. He’s frightened me from the very thoughts of loving men; for heaven’s sake, my dear, do not discover what I told you; I dread his tongue as much as you ought to have done his friendship.

Enter Pert.

Pert. He’s gone, madam.

Lov. Lightning blast him!

Pert. When I told him you desired him to come back, he smiled, made a mouth at me, flung into his coach, and said—

Lov. What did he say?

Pert. “Drive away”; and then repeated verses.

Lov. Would I had made a contract to be a witch, when first I entertained this great devil, monster, barbarian; I could tear myself in pieces. Revenge, nothing but revenge can ease me: plague, war, famine, fire, all that can bring universal ruin and misery on mankind; with joy I’d perish to have you in my power but this moment.

[Exit Loveit.

Pert. Follow, madam; leave her not in this outrageous passion.

[Pert gathers up the things.

Bel. He’s given me the proof which I desired of his love:
But ’tis a proof of his ill-nature too;
I wish I had not seen him use her so.
I sigh to think that Dorimant may be
One day as faithless and unkind to me.

[Exeunt.