Ber. To do what?
Wor. To hoodwink Amanda with a Gallant, that she mayn't see who is her Husband's Mistress.
Ber. [Aside.] He has reason: The Hint's a good one.
Wor. Well, Madam, what think you on't?
Ber. I think you are so much a deeper Politician in these Affairs than I am, that I ought to have a very great regard to your Advice.
Wor. Then give me leave to put you in mind, that the most easy, safe, and pleasant Situation for your own Amour, is the House in which you now are; provided you keep Amanda from any sort of Suspicion. That the way to do that, is to engage her in an Intrigue of her own, making yourself her Confidante. And the way to bring her to intrigue, is to make her jealous of her Husband in a wrong place; which the more you foment, the less you'll be suspected. This is my Scheme, in short; which if you follow as you shou'd do, (my dear Berinthia) we may all four pass the Winter very pleasantly.
Ber. Well, I could be glad to have nobody's Sins to answer for but my own. But where there is a Necessity—
Wor. Right! as you say, where there is a Necessity, a Christian is bound to help his Neighbour. So, good Berinthia, lose no time, but let us begin the Dance as fast as we can.
Ber. Not till the Fiddles are in tune, pray, Sir. Your Lady's Strings will be very apt to fly, I can tell you that, if they are wound up too hastily. But if you'll have patience to skrew them to a pitch by degrees, I don't doubt but she may endure to be play'd upon.