Lady Wood. I protest, Mr. Courtage, a dozen such good men as you would be enough to atone for that
wicked Dorimant and all the under-debauchees of the town. [H
Med. A pleasant mistake, madam, that a lady has made, occasions a little laughter.
O Bell. Come, come, you keep em idle, they are impatient till the fiddles play again.
Dor. You are not weary, madam?
Lady Wood. One dance more; I cannot refuse you, Mr. Courtage.
Emil. You are very active, sir. [After the dance O
O. Bell. Adod, sirrah, when I was a young fellow I could had capered up to my womans gorget.
Dor. You are willing to rest yourself, madam?
Lady Town. Well walk into my chamber and sit down.
Med. Leave us Mr. Courtage, hes a dancer, and the young ladies are not weary yet.
Lady Wood. Well send him out again.
Har. If you do not quickly, I know where to send for Mr. Dorimant.
Lady Wood. This girls head, Mr. Courtage, is ever running on that wild fellow.
Dor. Tis well you have got her a good husband, madam; that will settle it. [Exeunt Lady T
O. Bell. [to E
Emil. I have no such intention, sir.
O. Bell. Have a little patience, thou shalt have the man I spake of. Adod, he loves thee, and will make a good husband; but no words.
Emil. But, sir.
O. Bell. No answerout a pise! peace! and think ont.
Dor. Your company is desired within, sir.
O. Bell. I go, I go, good Mr. Courtage [To E
Emil. What have I done, sir?
O. Bell. You are ugly, you are ugly; is she not, Mr. Courtage?
Emil. Better words, or I shant abide you.
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