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man undertakes for you! I offer'd him another condition; will you ftand to that?

La-F. Ay, what is't?

Tru. That you will be beaten in private.

La-F. Yes, I am content, at the blunt.

Tru. Then you must submit yourself to be hoodwink'd in this fcarf, and be led to him, where he will take your fword from you, and make you bear a blow over the mouth, and tweaks by the nose out of number.

La-F. I am content. But why must I be blinded?

Tru. That's for your good, Sir; because if he fhould grow infolent upon this, and publish it hereafter to your disgrace (which I hope he will not do) you might swear safely, and protest, he never beat you, to your knowledge.

La-F. Oh, I conceive.

Tru. I do not doubt but you'll be perfect good friends upon't, and not dare to utter an ill thought one of another in future.

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La-F. Not I, as Heaven help me, of him. Tru. Nor he of you, Sir. If he shouldCome, Sir. All hid?-Sir John!

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his nofe off. "Tis Sir John's pleasure, you should retire into the study. Why, now you are friends. All bitterness between you, I hope, is buried; you fhall come forth by and by, Damon and Pythias upon't, and embrace with all the ranknefs of friendship that can be. [Exit La-Foole.] I trust, we fhall have 'em tamer i' their language hereafter. Dauphine, I worship thee. Heaven's will! the ladies have furpriz'd us.

Haughty, Centaure, Mavis, Mrs. Otter, Epicone, and Trusty, come forward, having discovered part of the past scene.

Hau. Centaure, how our judgments were impos'd on by these adulterate knights!

Cen. Nay, madam, Mavis was more deceiv'd than we; 'twas her commendation utter'd 'em in the college.

Mavis. I commended but their wits, madam, and their braveries. I never look'd towards their valours.

Hau. Sir Dauphine is valiant, and a wit too, it feems.

Mavis. And a bravery too.

Hau. Was this his project?

Mrs. Otter. So mafter Clerimont intimates, ma

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Mavis. He is a very worthy gentleman.
Cen. I could love a man for such a nofe!
Mavis. Or fuch a leg!

Cen. He has an excellent good eye, madam.
Mavis. And a very good look!

Tru. See how they eye thee, man! They are taken, I warrant thee.

Hau. You have unbrac'd our brace of knights here, master Truewit.

Tru. Not I, madam; it was Sir Dauphine's engine.

Hau. I am glad of the fortune (befides the difcovery of two fuch empty caskets) to gain the knowledge of fo rich a mine of virtue as Sir Dauphine.

Cen. We would be all glad to ftile him of our friendship, and fee him at the college.

Mavis. He cannot mix with a sweeter fociety, I'll prophefy; and I hope he himself will think fo. Dau. I fhould be rude to imagine otherwife, lady.

Tru. Did not I tell thee, Dauphine? But pur fue it now, thou haft 'em.

Hau. Shall we go in again, Morofe?

Epi. Yes, madam.

Cen. We'll entreat Sir Dauphine's company.
Tru. Stay, good madam, the interview of the

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two friends, Pylades and Oreftes: I'll fetch 'em out to you ftraight.

Hau. Will you, master Truewit?/

Dau. Ay; but, noble ladies, do not confefs in your countenance, or outward bearing to 'em, any discovery of their follies, that we may fee how they will bear up again.

Hau. We will not, Sir Dauphine.

Cen. Mavis. Upon our honours, Sir Dauphine! Tru. Sir Amorous, Sir Amorous! The ladies are here.

La-F. Are they?

Tru. Yes; but flip out by and by, as their backs are turn'd, and meet Sir John here, as by chance, when I call you. Jack Daw!

Daw. [Peeping.] What fay you, Sir?

Tru. Whip out behind me fuddenly, and no anger i' your looks to your adversary. Now, now!

Enter at oppofite doors, Daw and La-Foole. La-F. Noble Sir John Daw! Where ha' you been?

Daw. To feek you, Sir Amorous.
La-F. Me! I honour you."

Daw. I prevent you, Sir.

Cler. They have forgot their rapiers.
Tru. Oh, they meet in peace, man.

Dau.

Dau. Where's your fword, Sir John?
Cler. And your's, Sir Amorous?

Daw. Mine! my boy had it forth, to mend the handle, e'en now.

La-F. And my gold handle was broke too, and my boy had it forth.

Dau. Indeed, Sir? How their excufes meet! Cler. What a consent there is i̇' the handles'! Tru. Nay, there is fo i' the points too, I warrant you.

Mrs. Otter. Oh, me! madam, he comes again, the madman! Away.

[Exeunt Ladies, Daw, and La-Foole.

Enter Morofe, with two fwords.

Mor. What make thefe naked weapons here, gentlemen?

Tru. Oh, Sir, here hath like to have been murder fince you went! A couple of knights fallen out about the bride's favours: We were fain to take away their weapons.

Mor. For her favours?

Tru. Ay, Sir, heretoforé, not prefent. Clerimont, carry them their fwords now. They have done all the hurt they will do. [Exit Clerimont.

Dau. Have you fpoke with a lawyer, Sir?
Mor. Oh, no! there is fuch a noife i' the court,

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