Mer. What’s that, what’s that, I’ll have no Whispering, Gentlemen.
Enter Arabella with the Will.
Ara. There’s your Will, Sir.
[Throws it down, Bonvile takes it up.
Bon. ’Tis well now as you’ve chang’d your Mind, I’ll change this too, and find another to supply your Place: There’s no harm done, the Marriage is not yet consummated, and you are free to enjoy any, so am I.
Ara. As you please for that: A Man may make a Garment for the Moon, count all the Stars which twinckle in the Skies, or empty the vast Ocean, Drop by Drop, sooner than please a Mind so light, so various as yours.
Mer. Ods bobs, what’s this you talk of, altering your Will?
Bon. Yes, Sir, I am so resolved, and will see ’t perform’d within this Hour: My Lawyer lives hard by, and so farewel.
[Exit. Bon.
Mer. Farewel thou peevish Boy, I can alter my Will too so I can, marry can I; I had left him 20000 Pound after my Death, and he shall see I can find another Executor too. Within this Hour did he say, Gad I’ll be with one as soon as he, unless he rides Post to the Devil, and that’s the nearest way to a Lawyer.
Sum. I’ll follow him, and asswage his Passion.
Mer. By no means, Sir.—But now I think on’t, I’ll go with you, and find him out: But did you ever see the like, did you ever see the like? Come Sir, come follow me.
[Exit. Merr. & Summer.