Lor. You may stay, father, but no fifty pounds without it; that was only promised in the bond: "But the condition of this obligation is such, that if the above-named father, father Dominick, do not well and faithfully perform—"
Dom. Now I better think on't, I will bear you company; for the reverence of my presence may be a curb to your exorbitancies.
Lor. Lead up your myrmidons, and enter.[Exeunt.
SCENE II.—Elvira's Chamber.
Enter Elvira.
Elv. He'll come, that's certain; young appetites are sharp, and seldom need twice bidding to such a banquet. Well, if I prove frail,—as I hope I shall not till I have compassed my design,—never woman had such a husband to provoke her, such a lover to allure her, or such a confessor to absolve her. Of what am I afraid, then? not my conscience, that's safe enough; my ghostly father has given it a dose of church-opium, to lull it. Well, for soothing sin, I'll say that for him, he's a chaplain for any court in Christendom.
Enter Lorenzo and Dominick.
O, father Dominick, what news?—How, a companion with you! What game have you in hand, that you hunt in couples?
Lor. [Lifting up his Hood.] I'll shew you that immediately.