Enter Gall. Fill, and Jul. see the Women.
Gal. Women! and by their garb for our purpose too—they’re Curtezans, let’s follow ‘em.
Fil. What shall we get by gazing but Disquiet? If they are fair and honest, we look, and perhaps may sigh in vain; if beautiful and loose, they are not worth regarding.
Gal. Dear notional Knight, leave your satirical Fopperies, and be at least good-humour’d, and let’s follow them.
Jul. I’ll leave you in the Pursuit, and take this Opportunity to write my Uncle word of my Arrival; and wait on you here anon.
Fil. Prithee do so: hah, who’s that with such an Equipage?
[Exit Julio, Fil. and Gal. going after. Marcella and Cor. meet just entring, Laura with Silvio, Antonio, and her Equipage, drest like a Man.
Gal. Pox, let the Tradesmen ask, who cringe for such gay Customers, and follow us the Women!
[Exit Fil. and Gal. down the Scene, Lau. looking after ‘em.
Lau. ‘Tis he, my Cavalier, my Conqueror: Antonio, let the Coaches wait,—and stand at distance all: Now, Silvio, on thy Life forget my Sex and Quality, forget my useless name of Laura Lucretia, and call me Count of—