Gay. Hah—I hope ‘tis no stol’n Goods; [Aside. Why on the sudden all this nice examining?
L. Ful. You trifle with me, and I’ll plead no more.
Gay. Stay—why—I bought it, Madam—
L. Ful. Where had you Money, Sir? You see I am
No Stranger to your Poverty.
Gay. This is strange—perhaps it is a secret.
L. Ful. So is my Love, which shall be kept from you. [Offers to go.
Gay. Stay, Julia—your Will shall be obey’d, [Sighing. Though I had rather die than be obedient, Because I know you’ll hate me when ‘tis told.
L. Ful. By all my Vows, let it be what it will,
It ne’er shall alter me from loving you.
Gay. I have—of late—been tempted— With Presents, Jewels, and large Sums of Gold.
L. Ful. Tempted! by whom?