s Man is half a _Spaniard_, his Mother was one, and my first
Mistress, and she I can tell you, was a great Fortune--

_Euph._ I, Sir, but he is such a Fool--

_Car._ You are a worse, to find fault with that in a Husband.

_Alon._ Stand aside, Sir, are you to court your Daughter or I?

_Car._ I was inclining her--

_Alon._ You inclining her! an old Man wants Rhetorick; set me to her.
[Goes to _Euphemia_.

_Car._ This capricious Humour was tolerable in him, Whilst I believ'd it
the Effects of Folly, but now 'tis that of Valour: Oh, I tremble at the
Sight of him.
[Retires.

_Euph._ Now, I see you are a Cavalier of your Word.

_Alon._ Faith, _Euphemia_, you might have believ'd, and taken me upon
better Terms, if you had so pleas'd: To marry you is but an ill-favour'd
Proof to give you of my Passion.

_Euph._ Do you repent it?

_Alon._ Would to God 'twere come but to that, I was just upon the Point
of it when you enter'd. But I know not what the Devil there is in that
Face of yours, but it has debauch'd every sober Thought about me: Faith,
do not let us marry yet.

_Euph._ If we had not proceeded too far to retreat, I should be content.

_Alon._ What shall I come to? all on the sudden to leave delicious
whoring, drinking and fighting, and be condemn'd to a dull honest Wife.
Well, if it be my ill Fortune, may this Curse light on thee that has
brought me to't: may I love thee even after we are married to that
troublesome Degree, that I may grow most damnable jealous of thee, and
keep thee from the Sight of all Mankind, but thy own natural Husband,
that so thou may'st be depriv'd of the greatest Pleasure of this Life,
the Blessing of Change.

_Euph._ I am sorry to find so much ill Nature in you; would you have the
Conscience to tie me to harder Conditions than I would you?

_Alon._ Nay, I do not think I shall be so wickedly loving; but I am
resolv'd to marry thee and try.

_Euph._ My Father, Sir, on with your Disguise. [To them _Carlo_.

_Car._ Well, Sir, how do you like my Daughter?

_Alon._ So, so, she'll serve for a Wife.

_Car._ But do you find her willing to be so?

_Alon._ 'Tis not a half-penny matter for that, as long as my Father and
you are agreed upon the matter,

_Car._ Well, _Euphemia_, setting all foolish Modesty aside, how do you
like this Man?

_Euph._ As one, whom in Obedience to you, I am content to cast my self
away upon.

_Car._ How seems his Humour to you?

_Euph._ I