Fil. This Minute was the first I ever enter’d here.
Jul. ‘Twas I, Sir, was that interrupted Lover,—and this the Lady.
Lau. And must I yield at last? [Aside.
Oct. Wonders and Riddles!
Gal. And was this the Silvianetta, Sir, you told the Story of? [Slily.
Jul. The same whom Inclination, Friends, and Destiny, conspire to make me blest with.
Gal. So many Disappointments in one night wou’d make a Man turn honest in spite of Nature.
[Sir Sig. peeps from behind.
Sir Sig. Some Comfort yet, that I am not the only Fool defeated. Ha! Galllard!
Oct. I’m satisfy’d (To Fil.)—but what cou’d move you, Sir—[to Gal.] to injure me, one of my Birth and Quality?