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SCENE III] LOVE FOR LOVE 259<br />

Scan. And did not?<br />

Mrs. Fore. Did not! with what face can you ask the<br />

question?<br />

Scan. [Aside.] This I have heard of before, but never<br />

believed. I have been told she had that admirable quality of<br />

forgetting to a man's face in the morning that she had lain<br />

with him all night, and denying that she had done favours<br />

with more impudence than she could grant 'em.—Madam, I'm<br />

your humble servant, and honour you.—[Aloud.] You look<br />

pretty well, Mr. Foresight.—How did you rest last night?<br />

Fore. Truly, Mr. Scandal, I was so taken up with<br />

broken dreams and distracted visions, that I remember<br />

little.<br />

Scan. Twas a very forgetting night.—But would you not<br />

talk with Valentine, perhaps you may understand him? I'm<br />

apt to believe there is something mysterious in his discourses,<br />

and sometimes rather think him inspired than mad.<br />

Fore. You speak with singular good judgment, Mr.<br />

Scandal, truly.—I am inclining to your Turkish opinion in<br />

this matter, and do reverence a man whom the vukar think<br />

mad. Let us go to him. [Exeunt FORESIGHT and SCANDAL.<br />

Mrs. Frail. Sister, do you stay with them; I'll find out my<br />

lover, and give him his discharge, and come to you.—D' my<br />

conscience here he comes. [Exit Mrs. FORESIGHT.<br />

Enter BEN.<br />

Ben. All mad, I think.—Flesh, I believe all the calentures<br />

of the sea are come ashore, for my part!<br />

Mrs. Frail. Mr. Benjamin in choler!<br />

Ben. No, I'm pleased well enough now I have found<br />

you.—Mess, I have had such a hurricane upon your account<br />

yonder!<br />

Mrs. Frail. My account! pray what's the matter?<br />

Ben. Why, father came and found me squabbling with<br />

yon chitty-faccd thing as he would have me marry,—so he<br />

asked what was the matter.—He asked in a surly sort of a<br />

way.—It seems brother Val is gone mad, and so that put'n<br />

into a passion: but what did I know that, what's that to me?<br />

—So he asked in a surly sort of manner,—and gad I answered<br />

'en as surlily; what tho'f he be my father? I an't<br />

bound prentice to 'en:—so faith I told'n in plain terms, if I<br />

were minded to marry I'd marry to please myself, not him:<br />

and for the young woman that he provided for me, I

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