n._ What shall I say or do now? [Aside.
_Euph._ Come, come, no study, Sir; this must be done,
And quickly too, or you will lose me.
_Alon._ Two great Evils! if I had but the Grace to chuse the least now,
that is, lose her.
[Aside.
_Euph._ I'll give you but to night to consider it.
_Alon._ Short warning this: but I am damnably in love, and cannot
withstand Temptation.
[Kisses her Hand.
_Euph._ I had forgot to tell you my Name's _Euphemia_, my Father's
you'll find on the Letters, and pray show your Love in your haste.
Farewel.
_Alon._ Stay, fair _Euphemia_, and let me pay my Thanks, and tell you
that I must obey you.
_Euph._ I give a Credit where I give a Heart.
Go inquire my Birth and Fortune: as for you,
I am content with what I see about you.
_Alon._ That's bravely said, nor will I ask one Question about you, not
only to return the Bounty, but to avoid all things that look like the
Approaches to a married Life. If Fortune will put us together, let her
e'en provide for us.
_Euph._ I must be gone: Farewel, and pray make haste. [Looks kindly on
him.
_Alon._ There's no resisting those Looks, _Euphemia_: One more to
fortify me well; for I shall have need of every Aid in this Case.
[Look at one another and go.
SCENE III. _A Street._
Enter _Antonio_ in haste with _Hippolyta_; weeping as passing over
the Stage.
_Ant._ Come, let us haste, I fear we are pursu'd.
_Hip._ Ah, whither shall we fly?
_Ant._ We are near the Gate, and must secure our selves with the
Darkness of the Night in _St. Peter's_ Grove, we dare not venture into
any House.
[Exeunt.
Enter _Clarinda_ and _Dormida_ above in the Balcony.
_Clar._ Can'st thou not see him yet?
_Dorm._ Good lack a-day, what an impatient thing is a young Girl in
love!
_Clar._ Nay, good _Dormida_, let not want of Sleep make thee testy.
_Dorm._ In good time-- are you my Governess, or I yours, that you are
giving me Instructions? Go get you in, or I shall lay down my Office.
_Clar._ Nay, wait a little longer, I'm sure he will come.
_Dorm._ You sure! you have wondrous Skill indeed in the Humours of Men:
how came you to be so well acquainted with them? you scarce ever saw any
but Don _Marcel_, and him too but thro a Grate or Window, or at Church;
and yet you are sure. I am a little the elder of the two, and have
manag'd as many Intrigues of this kind as any Woman, and never found a
constant just Man,
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