Phil. My Lady will be with you instantly—[Goes out.
Tick. Hah, sure I heard some body come softly in at the door: I hope ’.is the young Gentlewoman. [He advances forward.
Gal. Silence and Night, Love and dear Opportunity. [In a soft Tone. Join all your aids to make my Silvia kind; For I am fill’d with the expecting Bliss, [Tick, thrusts his Head out to listen. And much Delay or Disappointment kills me.
Tick. Disappointment kills me,—and me too, certo—’tis she— [Gropes about.
Gal. Oh, haste, my Fair, haste to my longing Arms, Where are you, dear and loveliest of your Sex?
Tick. That’s I, that’s I, my Alma! mea Core, mea Vita! [Groping and speaking low.
Gal. Hah—art thou come, my Life! my Soul! my Joy! [Goes to embrace Tick, they meet and kiss. ’.death, what’s this, a bearded Mistress! Lights, Lights there, quickly, Lights! nay, curse me if thou scap’st me.
[Tick. struggles to get away, he holds him by the Crevat and Perriwig; Enter Petro with a Candle.
Gal. Barberacho—confound him, ‘tis the Fool whom I found this Evening about the House, hovering to roost him here!—Ha—what the Devil have I caught—a Tartar? escap’d again! the Devil’s his Confederate.—
[Pet. puts out the Candle, comes to Tick, unties his
Crevat behind, and he slips his head out of the Perriwig,
and gets away, leaving both in Gal’s hands.