Warn. Near enough, but that you are too far engaged.
Sir John. Engaged to one, that hath given me the earnest of cuckoldom beforehand!
Warn. What think you then of Mrs Christian here in the house? There's five thousand pounds, and a better penny.
Sir John. Ay, but is she fool enough?
Warn. She's none of the wise virgins, I can assure you.
Sir John. Dear Warner, step into the next room, and inveigle her out this way, that I may speak to her.
Warn. Remember, above all things, you keep this wooing secret; if it takes the least wind, old Moody will be sure to hinder it.
Sir John. Dost thou think I shall get her aunt's consent?
Warn. Leave that to me.
[Exit Warn.
Sir John. How happy a man shall I be, if I can but compass this! and what a precipice have I avoided! then the revenge, too, is so sweet, to steal a wife under her father's nose, and leave 'em in the lurch, who have abused me; well, such a servant as this Warner is a jewel.