Sen. I hope you’ll not discover it to his Worship, Madam.
Wild. By her Mien, this shou’d be handsome— [Goes to Diana.] Madam, I hope you have not made a Resolution to deny me the Honour of your Hand.
Dia. Ha, Wilding! Love can discover thee through all Disguise.
Wild. Hah, Diana! wou’d ‘twere Felony to wear a Vizard. Gad, I’d rather meet it on the King’s Highway, with Stand and Deliver, than thus encounter it on the Face of an old Mistress; and the Cheat were more excusable—But how— [Talks aside with her.
Sir Char. Nay, never frown nor chide: For thus do I intend to shew my
Authority, till I have made thee only fit for me.
Wild. Is’t so, my precious Uncle? Are you so great a Devil in Hypocrisy? Thus had I been serv’d, had I brought him the right Woman. [Aside.
Dia. But do not think, dear Tommy, I wou’d have serv’d thee so; married thy Uncle, and have cozen’d thee of thy Birth-right—But see, we’re observ’d.
[Charlot listening behind him all this while.
Char. By all that’s good ‘tis he! that Voice is his! [He going from Dian. turns upon Charlot, and looks.
Wild. Hah, what pretty Creature’s this, that has so much of Charlot in her Face? But sure she durst not venture; ‘tis not her Dress nor Mien. Dear pretty Stranger, I must dance with you.