No question that
She loves me! None then that she'll take me! So
I'll have the marriage settlements made out
To-morrow, and a special licence got,
And marry her the next day! I will make
Quick work of it, and take her by surprise!
Who but a widower a widow's match?
What could she see with else but partial eyes
To guess me only forty? I'm a wonder!
What shall I pass for in my wedding suit?
I vow I am a puzzle to myself,
As well as all the world besides. Odd's life!
To win the heart of buxom Widow Green!
[Goes out.]
[WIDOW GREEN re-enters with LYDIA.]
W. Green. At last the dotard's gone! Fly, Lydia, fly,
This letter bear to Master Waller straight;
Quick, quick, or I'm undone! He is abused,
And I must undeceive him--own my love,
And heart and hand at his disposal lay.
Answer me not, my girl--obey me! Fly.
[Goes out.]
Lydia. Untowardly it falls!--I had resolved
This hour to tell her I must quit her service!
Go to his house! I will not disobey
Her last commands!--I'll leave it at the door,
And as it closes on me think I take
One more adieu of him! Hard destiny!
[Goes out.]
SCENE II.--A Room in Sir William's.
[Enter CONSTANCE.]
Con. The booby! He must fall in love, indeed!
And now he's naught but sentimental looks
And sentences, pronounced 'twixt breath and voice!
And attitudes of tender languishment!
Nor can I get from him the name of her
Hath turned him from a stock into a fool.
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