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nce too. Nay, if your ladyship conceives so, I'm of that opinion again; but I can neither find my lord nor my lady to know what they intend. LADY PLYANT. I'm satisfied that my cousin Mellefont has been much wronged. CYNT. [_Aside_.] I'm amazed to find her of our side, for I'm sure she loved him. LADY PLYANT. I know my Lady Touchwood has no kindness for him; and besides I have been informed by Mr. Careless, that Mellefont had never anything more than a profound respect. That he has owned himself to be my admirer 'tis true, but he was never so presumptuous to entertain any dishonourable notions of things; so that if this be made plain, I don't see how my daughter can in conscience, or honour, or anything in the world-- SIR PAUL. Indeed if this be made plain, as my lady, your mother, says, child-- LADY PLYANT. Plain! I was informed of it by Mr. Careless. And I assure you, Mr. Careless is a person that has a most extraordinary respect and honour for you, Sir Paul. CYNT. [_Aside_.] And for your ladyship too, I believe, or else you had not changed sides so soon; now I begin to find it. SIR PAUL. I am much obliged to Mr. Careless really; he is a person that I have a great value for, not only for that, but because he has a great veneration for your ladyship. LADY PLYANT. O las, no indeed, Sir Paul, 'tis upon your account. SIR PAUL. No, I protest and vow, I have no title to his esteem, but in having the honour to appertain in some measure to your ladyship, that's all. LADY PLYANT. O law now, I swear and declare it shan't be so; you're too modest, Sir Paul. SIR PAUL. It becomes me, when there is any comparison made between-- LADY PLYANT. O fie, fie, Sir Paul, you'll put me out of countenance. Your very obedient and affectionate wife; that's all. And highly honoured in that title. SIR PAUL. Gads-bud, I am transported! Give me leave to kiss your ladyship's hand. CYNT. That my poor father should be so very silly! [_Aside_.] LADY PLYANT. My lip indeed, Sir Paul, I swear you shall. [_He kisses her_, _and bows very low_.] SIR PAUL. I humbly thank your ladyship. I don't know whether I fly on ground, or walk in air. Gads-bud, she was never thus before. Well, I must own myself the most beholden to Mr. Careless. As sure as can be, this is all his doing, something that he has said; well, 'tis a rare thing to have an ingenious friend. Well, your ladyship is of opinion that
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