Enter Lady Dupe.
L. Dupe. Truly, my little cousin's the aptest scholar, and takes out love's lessons so exactly, that I joy to see it; She has got already the bond of two thousand pounds sealed for her portion, which I keep for her; a pretty good beginning: 'Tis true, I believe he has enjoyed her, and so let him; Mark Antony wooed not at so dear a price.
Enter, to her, Christian.
Chr. O madam, I fear I am breeding!
L. Dupe. A taking wench! but 'tis no matter; have you told any body?
Chr. I have been venturing upon your foundations, a little to dissemble.
L. Dupe. That's a good child; I hope it will thrive with thee, as it has with me: Heaven has a blessing in store upon our endeavours.
Chr. I feigned myself sick, and kept my bed; my lord, he came to visit me, and, in the end, I disclosed it to him, in the saddest passion!
L. Dupe. This frightened him, I hope, into a study how to cloak your disgrace, lest it should have vent to his lady.
Chr. 'Tis true; but all the while I subtly drove it, that he should name you to me as the fittest instrument of the concealment; but how to break it to you, strangely does perplex him. He has been seeking you all over the house; therefore, I'll leave your ladyship, for fear we should be seen together.
[Exit.