Jul. Faith, Sir, ‘twas like to have prov’d a pleasant one, I came just now from Silvianetta, the fair young Curtezan.
Cor. Hah! what said the Man—came from me! [Aside.
Gal. How, Sir, you with Silvianetta! when?
Jul. Now, all the dear live-long Night.
Cor. A Pox take him, who can this be? [Aside.
Gal. This night! this night! that is not yet departed.
Jul. This very happy Night,—I told you I saw a lovely Woman at St. Peter’s Church.
Gal. You did so.
Jul. I told you too I follow’d her home, but you’d learn neither her Name nor Quality; but my Page getting into the acquaintance of one of hers, brought me News of both; her Name Silvianetta, her Quality a Curtezan.
Cor. I at Church yesterday! now hang me if I had any such devout Thoughts about me: why, what a damn’d scandalous Rascal’s this?