Wild. And this horseplay they call making love.
Beat. Your father, madam——
Alon. Daughters! what cavaliers are those which were talking by you?
Jac. Englishmen, I believe, sir, at their devotions.—Cavalier, would you would try to pray a little better than you have rallied.
[Aside to Wild.
Wild. Hang me if I put all my devotions out of order for you: I remember I prayed but on Tuesday last, and my time comes not till Tuesday next.
Mask. You had as good pray, sir: she will not stir till you have: Say any thing.
Wild. Fair lady, though I am not worthy of the least of your favours, yet give me the happiness this evening to see you at your father's door, that I may acquaint you with part of my sufferings.
[Aside to Jac.
Alon. Come, daughters, have you done?
Jac. Immediately, sir.—Cavalier, I will not fail to be there at the time appointed, if it be but to teach you more wit, henceforward, than to engage your heart so lightly.
[Aside to Wild.