I' faith, this knight has not a word for me;
Money, no more.—
[She checks Rochester, who seems to be on the point of accosting Frances.
A moment, by your leave.
Rochester [turning about.]What now?
Dame Guggligoy [leading him to another part of the stage.] A moment.
Rochester. What?
Dame Guggligoy [smiling on him.
Have you nought else
To say to me?
Rochester [aside.] Eh! 'twas a heavy purse
And should suffice.
Dame Guggligoy [aside.] Surely it cannot be
That he'll put me to shame with more doubloons!
Rochester [putting his hand to his empty pockets, aside.
The deuce! I've no more money—not a doit!
I'll try her on the vulnerable side
Of elderly duennas, and I'll breathe
Soft nothings in her ear.
[Aloud.] Oh! who could tire
Of speech with you? But for the urgent call
Which takes me hence—
Dame Guggligoy [drawing back.] Softly! You flatter me.
Rochester.Nay. But, alas, time flies.
[He steps toward Frances. The old woman stops him.
Dame Guggligoy. Ah yes! I see
That you've no eyes for any but my mistress.
Rochester.Ah! you are charming, and if I must choose—
[Aside.]Does she propose to keep me loit'ring here?
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