niard_, his Friend, Mr. _Medburne_.
_Belvile_, an _English_ Colonel
in love with _Florinda_, Mr. _Betterton_.
_Willmore_, the _ROVER_, Mr. _Smith_.
_Frederick_, an _English_ Gentleman,
and Friend to _Belvile_ and _Blunt_, Mr. _Crosbie_.
_Blunt_, an _English_ Country Gentleman, Mr. _Underhill_.
_Stephano_, Servant to Don _Pedro_, Mr. _Richards_.
_Philippo_, _Lucetta's_ Gallant, Mr. _Percival_.
_Sancho_, Pimp to _Lucetta_, Mr. _John Lee_.
_Risky_ and _Sebastian_,
two Bravoes to _Angelica_.
_Diego_, Page to Don _Antonio_.
Page to _Hellena_.
Boy, Page to _Belvile_.
_Blunt's_ Man.
Officers and Soldiers.

WOMEN.

_Florinda_, Sister to Don _Pedro_, Mrs. _Betterton_.
_Hellena_, a gay young Woman design'd
for a Nun, and Sister to _Florinda_, Mrs. _Barrey_.
_Valeria_, a Kinswoman to _Florinda_, Mrs. _Hughes_.
_Angelica Bianca_, a famous Curtezan, Mrs. _Gwin_.
_Moretta_, her Woman, Mrs. _Leigh_.
_Callis_, Governess to _Florinda_
and _Hellena_, Mrs. _Norris_.
_Lucetta_, a jilting Wench, Mrs. _Gillow_.

Servants, other Masqueraders, Men and Women.

SCENE _Naples_, in Carnival-time.

ACT I.

SCENE I. _A chamber._

Enter _Florinda_ and _Hellena_.

_Flor._ What an impertinent thing is a young Girl bred in a Nunnery! How
full of Questions! Prithee no more, _Hellena_; I have told thee more
than thou understand'st already.

_Hell._ The more's my Grief; I wou'd fain know as much as you, which
makes me so inquisitive; nor is't enough to know you're a Lover, unless
you tell me too, who 'tis you sigh for.

_Flor._ When you are a Lover, I'll think you fit for a Secret of that
nature.

_Hell._ 'Tis true, I was never a Lover yet-- but I begin to have a
shreud Guess, what 'tis to be so, and fancy it very pretty to sigh, and
sing, and blush and wish, and dream and wish, and long and wish to see
the Man; and when I do, look pale and tremble; just as you did when my
Brother brought home the fine _English_ Colonel to see you-- what do you
call him? Don _Belvile_.

_Flor._ Fie, _Hellena_.

_Hell._ That Blush betrays you-- I am sure 'tis so-- or is it Don
_Antonio_ the Vice-Roy's Son?-- or perhaps the rich old Don _Vincentio_,
whom my father desig