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SCENE ivl THE OLD BACHELOR 85
has made me as light as a grasshopper.—Hist I hist! bully;
dost thou sec those tearers?—[Sings.] "Look you what here
is—Look you what here is—Toll—loll—dera—toll—loll."
Egad, t'other glass of Madeira, and I durst have attacked
them in my own proper person, without your help.
Bluffe. Come on then, knight.—But d'ye know what to
say to 'em?
Sir Jo. Say? pooh! pox! I've enough to say; never fear
it—that is, if I can but think on't: truth is, I have but a
treacherous memory.
Belin. D frightful! cousin, what shall we do? these things
come towards us.
Aram. No matter—I see Vainlove coming this way; and,
to confess my failing, I am willing to give him an opportunity
of making his peace with me; and to rid me of
those coxcombs when I seem oppressed with 'em will be
a fair one.
Bluffe. Ladies, by these hilts you are well met.
Aram. We are afraid not.
Bluffe. What says my pretty little knapsack carrier?
[To BELINDA.
Belin. 0 monstrous filthy fellow! Good slovenly Captain
Huffe, Bluffe, (what is your hideous name?) be gone: you
stink of brandy and tobacco, most soldier-like. Foh! \Spits.
Bluffe. \ Aside.\ Now am I slap dash down in the mouth,
and have not one word to say!
Aram. \Aside.] I hope my fool has not confidence enough
to be troublesome.
Sir Jo. Hem!—Pray, madam, which way's the wind?
Aram. A pithy question!—Have you sent your wits for a
venture, sir, that you inquire?
Sir Jo. {Aside.} Nay, now I'm in, I can prattle like
magpie.
Enter SHARPER and VAINLOVE at some distance.
Belin. Dear Araminta, I'm tired.
Aram. \Apart to BELINDA.] 'Tis but pulling off our rr
and obliging Vainlove to know us. I'll be rid of rr
by fair means.—\Aloud.] Well, Sir Joseph, you s 1
my face; but be gone immediately.—I see one that
jealous, to find me in discourse with you. Be disc
reply; but away. \l
Sir Jo. \Aside.] The great fortune, that dined at