rs._ Lov.] Have you kept the Secret, Madam?

Mrs. _Lov._ No, Sir _Harry_, But you'll be oblig'd to me to keep another
Secret, that you endeavour'd to debauch me.

Sir _Har._ You gave me such Hopes, Madam, that you'll keep that for your
own Reputation. [_To_ Nick.] Your pardon, Sir, for whispering your Lady.

_Nick._ Sir, I have more Manners than to be jealous, especially of what I
don't care two pinches of Snuff for.

_Enter Servant._

_Ser._ Madam, _Major Bramble_, and his Lady.

La. _Rod._ _Major Bramble_, and his Lady!

Sir _Har._ Oh! my Lady _Toss-up_, Madam, has marry'd the _Major_; I met
'em coming from _Covent-Garden-Church_, with Five hundred Boys after 'em.

_Enter_ Bramble, _and Lady_ Toss-up.

_Bram._ Hearing, Madam, your Ladyship had almost engag'd your self, I was
resolv'd to lay aside all Animosities, and let you know, I have taken to
Wife the most incomparable Lady _Toss-up_.

La. _Toss._ And that your Ladyship might not engross the whole Sex, I
receiv'd the _Major_, to let you know I have room for one Lover.

La. _Rod._ I never knew a more surprizing Couple, such a Conjunction's
Policy indeed; State-Matches never have regard to Faces.
[_Noise without._] Bring 'em along, bring 'em along.

_Enter_ Constable, _and others, with_ Totty, Shrimp, _and_ Knapsack.

_Col._ What means this Intrusion?

_Con._ Is Sir _Harry Sprightly_ here?

Sir _Har._ I am he.

_Con._ An't please your Baronetship, searching some Houses of ill repute,
in one of 'em we found these three Gentlemen, [_pointing to_ Totty _and_
Knapsack.] with three Women; and searching a little further, under a fat
Whores Petticoats, we found this little Gentleman, [_Pointing to_ Shrimp.]
but saying they belong'd to your Honour, we brought 'em hither before we
went to the Justice.

Sir _Har_. They do belong to me; here's a Crown for you to drink; pray
leave us.

_Tot_. If you be Sir _Harry Sprightly_, my Grand-Mother will be very angry
when she hears how these Fellows ha' daub'd my Cloaths.

Sir _Har_. [_To_ Shrimp.] Was that the Place I order'd you to carry the
Boy to.

_Tot_. Boy, the Gentlewoman I ha' been with, did'n't think mee a Boy.

Sir _Har_. What Gentlewoman?

_Tot_. Why, we ha been at the Tavern, where we drunk pure Sack, and saw
Madam _Betty_, the Orange-Lady; and afterwards we went to fine Madam
_Over-done_'s stately Lodgings in _Vinegar-Yard_, where we ha' been as
merry as my Grand-Mother, when she get