Wit. Till then ’twill be a thousand Ages.
L. Fan. At Games of Love Husbands to cheat is fair,
’Tis the Gallant we play with on the square. [Exeunt severally.]
[ ACT III.]
[ Scene I.]
Scene draws off [to a room in Sir Patient Fancy’s house], and discovers Lady Knowell, Isabella, Lucretia, Lodwick, Leander, Wittmore, Sir Credulous, other Men and Women, as going to dance.
L. Kno. Come, one Dance more, and then I think we shall have sufficiently teaz’d the Alderman, and ’twill be time to part.—Sir Credulous, where’s your Mistress?
Sir Cred. [Within a Mile of an Oak], dear Madam, I’ll warrant you.—Well, I protest and vow, sweet Lady, you dance most nobly,—Why, you dance—like—like a—like a hasty Pudding, before Jove.
They dance some Antick, or [Rustick Antick]. Lodwick speaking to Isabella.