Dear Coupler,
[Pulling off his Hat,] I Have only time to tell thee in three Lines, or thereabouts, that here has been the Devil! That Rascal Tam, having stole the Letter thou hadst formerly writ for me to bring to Sir Tunbelly, form'd a damnable Design upon my Mistress, and was in a fair way of Success when I arriv'd. But after having suffer'd some Indignities (in which I have all daub'd my embroider'd Coat) I put him to flight. I sent out a Party of Horse after him, in hopes to have made him my Prisoner, which if I had done, I would have qualified him for the Seraglio, stap my Vitals. The Danger I have thus narrowly 'scap'd, has made me fortify myself against further Attempts, by entering immediately into an Association with the young Lady, by which we engage to stand by one another, as long as we both shall live. In short, the Papers are seal'd, and the Contract is sign'd, so the Business of the Lawyer is achevé; but I defer the divine part of the thing till I arrive at London, not being willing to consummate in any other Bed but my own.
Postscript,
'Tis possible I may be in the Tawn as soon as this Letter; for I find the Lady is so violently in love with me, I have determin'd to make her happy with all the Dispatch that is practicable, without disardering my Coach Harses.
So, here's rare Work, I'faith!
Lo. I'gad, Miss Hoyden has laid about her bravely.
Coup. I think my Country-Girl has play'd her part, as well as if she had been born and bred in St. James's Parish.
Young Fash.——That Rogue the Chaplain.
Lo. And then that Jade the Nurse, Sir.
Young Fash. And then that drunken Sot, Lory, Sir; that cou'd not keep himself sober to be a Witness to the Marriage.