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82 WILLIAM CONGREVE [ACT iv<br />

late to dissemble.—[Aloud.] Tis plain then you have mistaken<br />

the person. [Going.<br />

Bell. [Aside.] If we part so I'm mistaken.—\Aloud.]<br />

Hold, hold, madam! I confess I have run into an error: I<br />

beg your pardon a thousand times.—What an eternal blockhead<br />

am I! Can you forgive me the disorder I have put<br />

you into?—But it is a mistake which anybody might have<br />

made.<br />

Læt. [Aside.] What can this mean? 'Tis impossible he<br />

should be mistaken after all this.—A handsome fellow if<br />

he had not surprised me: methinks now I look on him<br />

again, I would not have him mistaken.— \Aloud.] We are<br />

all liable to mistakes, sir; if you own it to be so, there needs<br />

no further apology.<br />

Bell. Nay, 'faith, madam, 'tis a pleasant one, and worth<br />

your hearing. Expecting a friend, last night, at his lodgings,<br />

till 'twas late, my intimacy with him gave me the freedom<br />

of his bed; he not coming home all night, a letter was<br />

delivered to me by a servant in the morning; upon the<br />

perusal I found the contents so charming, that I could think<br />

of nothing all day but putting 'em in practice—till just now,<br />

(the first time I ever looked upon the superscription,) I am<br />

the most surprised in the world to find it directed to Mr.<br />

Vainlove. Gad, madam, I ask you a million of pardons,<br />

and will make you any satisfaction.<br />

Lcct. \Ajide.] I am discovered! and either Vainlove is<br />

not guilty, or he has handsomely excused him.<br />

Bell. You appear concerned, madam.<br />

Ltrt. I hope you are a gentleman;—and since you are<br />

privy to a weak woman's failing, won't turn it to the prejudice<br />

of her reputation. You look as if you had more<br />

honour—<br />

Bell. And more love, or my face is a false witness, and<br />

deserves to be pilloried. No, by Heaven I swear—<br />

Lcet. Nay, don't swear if you'd have me believe you;<br />

but promise—<br />

Bell. Well, I promise.—A promise is so cold!—give me<br />

leave to swear—by those eyes, those killing eyes; by those<br />

healing lips.—Oh! press the soft charm close to mine—and<br />

seal 'em up for ever.<br />

Læt. Upon that condition. \He pisses her.<br />

Bell. Eternity was in that moment I—One more upon<br />

any condition.

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