T. Lack of company constrains a man to be alone; and as for dancing, ’tis the original sin Adam was born with. ’Twas seeing him dance alone provoked providence to send him a partner. ’Tis now the inheritance of lambs and such innocents: and wert thou not too depraved by a court life, I would ask thee to dance with me.
Fl. I depraved! I will dance with you.
T. Canst thou?
Fl. Ha! ha! About and about, fa, la! (Dancing.)
(They dance to each other and then together; in and out among the chairs.)
O softly, Tristram, softly; I am out of breath.
T. You are not so depraved as I thought. Here’s the coin I pay in. (Kissing her.)
Fl. I don’t like you, Tristram. You take more liberties in a day than others would in a month.
T. Ah! ah! Oh wala! wala! (Puts his finger to his head.)
Fl. What is it? Are you giddy?