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SCENE HI] THE DOUBLE-DEALER iai<br />

Mel. Excellent Mask well; thuu wert certainly meant for<br />

a statesman, or a Jesuit—but that thou arc tuu honest for<br />

one, and too pious for the other.<br />

Majf^. Well, get yourself ready, and meet me in half an<br />

hour, yonder in my lady's dressing-room; go by the back<br />

stairs, and so we may slip down without being observed.—<br />

I'll send the chaplain to you with his robes; I have made<br />

him my own, and ordered him to meet us to-morrow<br />

morning at St. Alban's; there we will sum up this account,<br />

to all our satisfactions.<br />

Mel. Should I begin to thank or praise thec, I should<br />

waste the little time we have. [Exit.<br />

Masf(. Madam, you will be ready?<br />

Cyn. I will be punctual to the minute. [Going.<br />

Mas\. Stay, I have a doubt.—Upon second thoughts we<br />

had better meet in the chaplain's chamber here, the corner<br />

chamber at this end of the gallery; there is a back way into<br />

it, so that you need not come through this door—and a pair<br />

of private stairs leading down to the stables. It will be more<br />

convenient.<br />

Cyn. I am guided by you,—but Mcllefont will mistake.<br />

Mask. No, no, I'll after him immediately, and tell him.<br />

Cyn. I will not fail. \Exit.<br />

Mask. Why, qui vule decipi decipiatur.—Tis no fault of<br />

mine: I have told 'em, in plain terms, how easy 'tis for me<br />

to cheat 'em; and, if they will not hear the serpent's hiss,<br />

they must be stung into experience, and future caution.<br />

Now to prepare my lord to consent to this.—But first I<br />

must instruct my little Levite; there is no plot, public or<br />

private, that can expect to prosper without one of them has<br />

a finger in't: he promised me to be within at this hour.—<br />

Mr. Saygrace! Mr. Saygrace!<br />

[Goes to the chamber door, and knocks.<br />

Saygrace. [Looking out.] Sweet sir, I will but pen the<br />

last line of an acrostic, and be with you in the twinkling<br />

of an ejaculation, in the pronouncing of an amen, or before<br />

you can—<br />

Mask, Nay, good Mr. Saygrace, do not prolong the time,<br />

by describing to me the shortness of your stay; rather, if<br />

you please, defer the finishing of your wit, and let us talk<br />

about our business: it shall be tithes in your way.<br />

[Enter SAYGRACE.

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