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.