Gay. Abus’d me! ‘Tis more than I know, Gentlemen.
Bea. But it seems your Friend the Devil does.
Gay. By this time Bredwel’s married. —Great Pantamogan, hold, for I am satisfied, [Ex. Devils. And thus undo my Charm— [Takes away the Circle, they run out. So, the Fools are going, and now to Julia’s Arms.
[Going.
SCENE IV. Lady Fulbank’s Anti-chamber.
She discover’d undrest at her Glass; Sir Cautious undrest.
L. Ful. But why to Night? indeed you’re wondrous kind methinks.
Sir Cau. Why, I don’t know—a Wedding is a sort of an Alarm to Love; it calls up every Man’s courage.
L. Ful. Ay, but will it come when ‘tis call’d?
Sir Cau. I doubt you’ll find it to my Grief— [Aside. —But I think ‘tis all one to thee, thou car’st not for my Complement; no, thou’dst rather have a young Fellow.