Sir Mart. Nay, but this is not all, dear Sir John?
Sir John. This is all, I assure you: Only I will make bold to seek your mistress out another lodging.
[Exit Sir John.
Warn. Your affairs are now put into an excellent posture, thank your incomparable discretion; this was a stratagem my shallow wit could never have reached, to make a confident of my rival.
Sir Mart. I hope thou art not in earnest, man! Is he my rival?
Warn. 'Slife, he has not found it out all this while! well, sir, for a quick apprehension let you alone.
Sir Mart. How the devil camest thou to know on't? and why the devil didst thou not tell me on't?
Warn. To the first of your devils I answer, her maid, Rose, told me on't: To the second, I wish a thousand devils take him that would not hear me.
Sir Mart. O unparallelled misfortune!
Warn. O unparallelled ignorance! why he left her father at the water-side, while he led the daughter to her lodging, whither I directed him; so that if you had not laboured to the contrary, fortune had placed you in the same house with your mistress, without the least suspicion of your rival, or of her father. But 'tis well you have satisfied your talkative humour: I hope you have some new project of your own to set all right again: For my part, I confess all my designs for you are wholly ruined; the very foundations of them are blown up.
Sir Mart. Pr'ythee insult not over the destiny of a poor undone lover; I am punished enough for my indiscretion in my despair, and have nothing to hope for now but death.