Wit. Now thou art undone, indeed. Matrimony clenches ruin beyond retrieval. What unfortunate stars wert thou born under? Was it not enough to follow those nine ragged jades the muses, but you must fasten on some earth-born mistress as poor as them?
Mar. jun. [within]. Order my chairman to call on me at St James's.—No, let them stay.
Wit. Heyday, whom the devil have we here?
Luck. The young captain, sir; no less a person, I assure you.
SCENE VI.—LUCKLESS, WITMORE, MARPLAY, jun.
Mar. jun. Mr Luckless, I kiss your hands—Sir, I am your most obedient humble servant; you see, Mr Luckless, what power you have over me. I attend your commands, though several persons of quality have staid at court for me above this hour.
Luck. I am obliged to you—I have a tragedy for your house, Mr Marplay.
Mar. jun. Ha! if you will send it to me, I will give you my opinion of it; and if I can make any alterations in it that will be for its advantage, I will do it freely.
Wit. Alterations, sir?
Mar. jun. Yes, sir, alterations—I will maintain it. Let a play be never so good, without alteration it will do nothing.