[_Ex_.
SCENE II. _Changes to the_ Doctor's _House. The Hall_.
_Enter_ Scaramouch _in a Chair, which is set down and open'd
on all sides, and on the top represents an Apothecary's Shop,
the Inside being painted with Shelves, and rows of Pots and
Bottles_; Scaramouch _sitting in it dress'd in Black, with a
short black Cloke, a Ruff, and little Hat_.
_Scar_. The Devil's in't, if either the Doctor, my Master, or
_Mopsophil_, know me in this Disguise--And thus I may not only gain my
Mistress, and out-wit _Harlequin_, but deliver the Ladies those Letters
from their Lovers, which I took out of his Pocket this Morning; and who
wou'd suspect an Apothecary for a Pimp?--Nor can the Jade _Mopsophil_,
in Honour, refuse a Person of my Gravity, and so well set up.--
[_Pointing to his Shop_.
--Hum, the Doctor here first, this is not so well, but I'm prepar'd
with Impudence for all Encounters.
_Enter the_ Doctor. Scaramouch _salutes him gravely_.
--Most Reverend Doctor _Baliardo_. [_Bows_.
_Doct_. Seignior-- [_Bows_.
_Scar_. I might through great Pusillanimity, blush to give you this
Anxiety, did not I opine you were as gracious as communicative and
eminent; and though you have no Cognisance of me, your humble
Servant,--yet I have of you,--you being so gravely fam'd for your
admirable Skill both in Galenical and Paracelsian _Phaenomena's_,
and other approv'd Felicities in Vulnerary Emeticks, and purgative
Experiences.
_Doct_. Seignior,--your Opinion honours me--rare Man this.
_Scar_. And though I am at present busied in writing--those few
Observations I have accumulated in my Peregrinations, Sir; yet the
Ambition I aspir'd to, of being an ocular and aurial Witness of your
Singularity, made me trespass on your sublimer Affairs.
_Doct_. Seignior--
_Scar_.--Besides a violent Inclination, Sir, of being initiated into the
Denomination of your learned Family, by the Conjugal Circumference of a
Matrimonial Tye, with that singularly accomplish'd Person--Madam, the
Governante of your Hostel--
_Doct_. Hum--A Sweet-heart for _Mopsophil_! [_Aside_.
_Scar_. And if I may obtain your Condescension to my Hymenaeal
Propositions, I doubt not my Operation with the Fair One.
_Doct_. Seignior, she's much honour'd in the Overture, and my Abilities
shall not be wanting to fix the Concord.--But have y
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