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Lad. Dor. Sir Toby your Servant, I'll endeavour to profit by your wise Lecture. [Exit Sir Toby.
[Rises from her Toilette.]
Plackett, give me one of my last new Fans—No—another; one that has the right Flirt, and rides with an Air. Ay, this without Nudities.
Plack. The Gentleman will be Impatient.
Lad. Dor. I go: Is everything as it shou'd be?
Plack. Most exact, Madam.
Lad. Dor. And d'e hear? [Whispers.
Plack. Who? Sir John Aery, and Mr. Vaunter, I think you call'd 'em; I will not fail, Madam.
Lad. Dor. This young Thing will want Helps.
Plack. And Fools have an old Saying of their side, which makes 'em so welcom.
[Exeunt.
Enter Diana, Melissa, Dorinda, Miranda, and Constantia seeming in Courtship with all Four.
Constantia repeating:
My blest Eyes on Amoret;
But with Wonder I am stuck,
When I on the Others look.
And
