Lord. Dogs, obey me. [Offers to go.
Bel. Stay, Sir—oh, stay—what will become of me?
’.were better that my Life were lost, than Fortune—
For that being gone, Celinda must not love me.
—But to die wretchedly—
Poorly in Prison—whilst I can manage this—
Is below him, that does adore Celinda. [Draws.
I’ll kill my self—but then—I kill Celinda.
Shou’d I obey this Tyrant—then too she dies.
Yes, Sir—You may be cruel—take the Law,
And kill me quickly, ‘twill become your Justice. [Weeps.
Lord. Was I call’d back for this? Yes, I shall take it, Sir; do not fear. [Offers to go.
Bel. Yet, stay, Sir—Have you lost all Humanity? Have you no Sense of Honour, nor of Horrors?
Lord. Away with him—go, be gone.
Bel. Stay, Sir. Oh, God! what is’t you’d have me do?
—Here—I resign my self unto your Will—
But, Oh Celinda! what will become of thee? [Weeps.
—Yes, I will marry—and Diana too.
Lord. ‘Tis well you will; had I not been good-natur’d now, You had been undone, and miss’d Diana too.
Bel. But must I marry—needs marry, Sir? Or lose my Fortune, and my Liberty, Whilst all my Vows are given to another?
Lord. By all means, Sir—
Bel. If I must marry any but Celinda,
I shall not, Sir, enjoy one moment’s Bliss:
I shall be quite unman’d, cruel and brutal;
A Beast, unsafe for Woman to converse with.
Besides, Sir, I have given my Heart and Faith,
And my second Marriage is Adultery.