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SCENE iv] THE OLD BACHELOR 103<br />

As, I suppose, my master Hcartwcll.<br />

Sharp. Here again, my Mercury?<br />

Set. Sublimate, if you please, sir: I think my achievements<br />

do deserve the epithet.—Mercury was a pimp too;<br />

but though I blush to own it, at this time, I must confess<br />

I am somewhat fallen from the dignity of my function,<br />

and do condescend to be scandalously employed in the promotion<br />

of vulgar matrimony.<br />

Sharp. As how, dear dexterous pimp?<br />

Set. Why, to be brief, for I have weighty affairs depending,—our<br />

stratagem succeeded as you intended. Bluffe<br />

turns arrant traitor: bribes me to make a private conveyance<br />

of the lady to him, and put a sham settlement upon Sir<br />

Joseph.<br />

Sharp. O rogue! well, but I hope—<br />

Set. No, no; never fear me, sir.—I privately informed the<br />

knight of the treachery; who has agreed, seemingly to be<br />

cheated, that the captain may be so in reality.<br />

Sharp. Where's the bride?<br />

Set. Shifting clothes for the purpose at a friend's house<br />

of mine. Here's company coming; if you'll walk this way,<br />

sir, HI tell you. [Exeunt.<br />

SCENE IV<br />

The Same<br />

Enter BELLMOUR, BELINDA, ARAMINTA, and VAINLOVE.<br />

Vain. \To ARAMINTA. 1 Oh, 'twas frenzy all! cannot you<br />

forgive it?—men in madness have a title to your pity.<br />

Aram. Which they forfeit, when they are restored to their<br />

senses.<br />

Vain. I am not presuming beyond a pardon.<br />

Aram. You who could reproach me with one counterfeit,<br />

how insolent would a real pardon make you! but there's no<br />

need to forgive what is not worth my anger.<br />

Belin. [To BELLMDUH.] O my conscience, I could find in<br />

my heart to marry thee, purely to be rid of thee: at least<br />

thou art so troublesome a lover, there's hopes thou'lt make a<br />

more than ordinary quiet husband.<br />

Bell. Say you so? is that a maxim among you?<br />

Belin. Yes; you fluttering men of the mode have made<br />

marriage a mere French dish.

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