Cutter of Coleman-street/Act 5 Scene 3
Scene 3.
Enter Aurelia, Jane.
Jane.Ha, ha, ha! this is the best Plot o' yours, dear Madam, to marry me to Mr. Truman in a Veil instead of your self; I cann't chuse but laugh at the very conceit of't; 'twill make excellent sport: My Mistris will be so mad when she knows that I have got her Servant from her, ha, ha, ha!
Aur.Well, are you ready? Veil your self all over, and never speak one word to him, what ever he says, (he'l ha' no mind to talk much) but give him your hand, and go along with him to Church; and when you come to, I take thee——— mumble it over that he may n't distinguish the voice.
Jane.Ha, ha, ha! I cann't speak for laughing——— dear hony Madam, let me but go in and put on a couple o' Patches; you cann't imagine how much prettier I look with a Lozenge under the Left Eye, and a Half Moon o' this cheek; and then I'le but slip on the Silver-lac'd Shoes that you gave me, and be with him in a trice.
[Exeunt.Aur.Don't stay, he's a fantastical fellow, if the whimsey take him he'l be gone.