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SCENE IV] THE DOUBLE-DEALER 185<br />

thus my anger melts.—[Weeps.]—Here, take this poniard,<br />

for my very spirits faint, and I want strength to hold it;<br />

thou hast disarmed my soul. [Gives the dagger.<br />

Lord Touch. [Aside.] Amazement shakes me—where<br />

will this end?<br />

Mask. So, 'tis well—let your wild fury have a vent; and<br />

when you have temper, tell me.<br />

Lady Touch. Now, now, now I am calm, and can hear<br />

you.<br />

Mask. [Aside.] Thanks, my invention; and now I have<br />

it for you.—[Aloud.] First tell me what urged you to this<br />

violence? for your passion broke in such imperfect terms,<br />

that yet I am to learn the cause.<br />

Lady Touch. My lord himself surprised me with the news<br />

you were to marry Cynthia:—that you had owned your<br />

love to him, and his indulgence would assist you to attain<br />

your ends.<br />

Cyn. [Aside to Lord TOUCHWOOD.] How, my lord!<br />

Lord Touch. [Aside to CYNTHIA.] Pray forbear all resentments<br />

for a while, and let us hear the rest.<br />

Mask. I grant you in appearance all is true; I seemed<br />

consenting to my lord; nay, transported with the blessing.<br />

—But could you think that I, who had been happy in your<br />

loved embraces, could e'er be fond of an inferior slavery.<br />

Lord Touch. [Aside.] Ha! O poison to my cars! what<br />

do I hear!<br />

Cyn. [Aside.] Nay, good my lord, forbear resentment,<br />

let us hear it out.<br />

Lord Touch. [Aside.] Yes, I will contain, though I could<br />

burst.<br />

Mask. I that had wantoned in the rich circle of your<br />

world of love, could I be confined within the puny province<br />

of a girl! No—yet though I dote on each last favour<br />

more than all the rest; though I would give a limb for<br />

every look you cheaply throw away on any other object of<br />

your love; yet so far I prize your pleasures o'er my own,<br />

that all this seeming plot that I have laid has been to<br />

gratify your taste, and cheat the world, to prove a faithful<br />

rogue to you.<br />

Lady Touch. If this were true!—but how can it be?<br />

Mask. I have so contrived that Mcllefont will presently,<br />

in the chaplain's habit, wait for Cynthia in your dressingroom:<br />

but I have put the change upon her that she may

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