Lov. Don't you be jealous now, for I shall gaze upon her too.
Enter Berinthia.
Lov. [Aside.] Ha! By Heavens, the very Woman!
Ber. [Saluting Aman.] Dear Amanda, I did not expect to meet with you in Town.
Aman. Sweet Cousin, I'm overjoy'd to see you. [To Lov.] Mr. Loveless, here's a Relation and a Friend of mine, I desire you'll be better acquainted with.
Lov. [Saluting Ber.] If my Wife never desires a harder thing, Madam, her Request will be easily granted.
Ber. [To Aman.] I think, Madam, I ought to wish you Joy.
Aman. Joy! Upon what?
Ber. Upon your Marriage: You were a Widow when I saw you last.