Bea. Ay, Madam, I have not travel’d for nothing—
L. Ful. I find my Cousin is resolv’d to conquer, he assails with all his Artillery of Charms; we’ll leave him to his success, Madam.—
[Ex. Leticia and L. Fulbank.
Bea. Oh Lord, Madam, you oblige me—look, Ned, you had a mind to have a full view of my Mistress, Sir, and—here she is. [He stands gazing. Go, salute her—look how he stands now; what a sneaking thing is a Fellow who has never travel’d and seen the World!—Madam—this is a very honest Friend of mine, for all he looks so simply.
Dia. Come, he speaks for you, Sir.
Bea. He, Madam! though he be but a Banker’s Prentice, Madam, he’s as pretty a Fellow of his Inches as any i’th’ City—he has made love in Dancing-Schools, and to Ladies of Quality in the middle Gallery, and shall joke ye—and repartee with any Fore-man within the Walls—prithee to her—and commend me, I’ll give thee a new Point Crevat.
Dia. He looks as if he cou’d not speak to me.
Bea. Not speak to you! yes, Gad, Madam, and do any thing to you too.
Dia. Are you his Advocate, Sir? [In scorn.
Bea. For want of a better— [Stands behind him, pushing him on.