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Ang. No Bribes, no Bribes.
Luc. This must be true, he is so Concern'd.
Bell. As I hope to be sav'd, Madam———
Phil. No Swearing, dear Sir, it will Offend the Ladies.
Bell. Damn Swearing, Sir———
L. Dor. and Luc. No quarrelling here, I beseech you, Gentlemen.
Bell. I remember indeed, a Lady whom I us'd to Visit in the Countrey; and I confess, Sir, your Daughter I think she was.
Sir Toby. O was she so, Sir; a Damn'd Villanous Whoring Rogue, this.
Bell. Some words of Gallantry perhaps might escape me or a little Love in Jest, to pass the time: Or suppose it in Earnest; sure we may have leave to change once in our Lives; Saints are allow'd it in Religion, when they are Convinc'd of a better.
Sir Toby. But you shall not be allow'd it, Sir, pray don't mistake me, tho' I am an old lewd Dog, yet I have some Notions Adzooks, that are not amiss: How many Drunken Blaspheming Rascals venture their Lives every Day for Religion, and yet know nothing of any Religion. And so Sir, in short, tho' I may be a dishonour my self to my Family, Adzooks, I'll die to maintain the Honour of it.
Bell. I made no Promises, but what were meant in Jest: Vows and Oaths in Love, are like Counters at Play, we let up with 'em, but ne'er mind them when the Games over.
Luc. I am glad I know the value of yours, a very decent Declaration.
L. Dor. If Contracts might be made and broken, as Men change their Affections, Poor Women are like to be happy: Barbarous Ungrateful Creature, let me never see your Face again in my House—Oh! I can't endure him.
Ang. aside. Victoria, Victoria—the Day's my own, and the Enemy is beaten from his hold.
Luc. Such Perjury is never to be Pardon'd. (aside) O happy Accident! I wanted some decent pretence to get rid of him, and Fortune has help'd me.
