Yet though I dote on each last favour more than all the rest, though I would give a limb for every look you cheaply throw away on any other object of your love: yet so far I prize your pleasures o'er my own, that all this seeming plot that I have laid has been to gratify your taste and cheat the world, to prove a faithful rogue to you. LADY TOUCH. If this were true. But how can it be? MASK. I have so contrived that Mellefont will presently, in the chaplain's habit, wait for Cynthia in your dressing room; but I have put the change upon her, that she may be other where employed. Do you procure her night gown, and with your hoods tied over your face, meet him in her stead. You may go privately by the back stairs, and, unperceived, there you may propose to reinstate him in his uncle's favour, if he'll comply with your desireshis case is desperate, and I believe he'll yield to any conditions. If not here, take this; you may employ it better than in the heart of one who is nothing when not yours. [Gives the dagger.] LADY TOUCH. Thou can'st deceive everybody. Nay, thou hast deceived me; but 'tis as I would wish. Trusty villain! I could worship thee. MASK. No more; it wants but a few minutes of the time; and Mellefont's love will carry him there before his hour. LADY TOUCH. I go, I fly, incomparable Maskwell! SCENE XVIII. MASKWELL, CYNTHIA, LORD TOUCHWOOD. MASK. So, this was a pinch indeed, my invention was upon the rack, and made discovery of her last plot. I hope Cynthia and my chaplain will be ready; I'll prepare for the expedition. SCENE XIX. CYNTHIA and LORD TOUCHWOOD. CYNT. Now, my lord?THE DOUBLE DEALERA COMEDY 84 LORD TOUCH. Astonishment binds up my rage! Villainy upon villainy! Heavens, what a long track of dark deceit has this discovered! I am confounded when I look back, and want a clue to guide me through the various mazes of unheard of treachery. My wife! Damnation! My hell! CYNT. My lord, have patience, and be sensible how great our happiness is, that this discovery was not made too late. LORD TOUCH. I thank you, yet it may be still too late, if we don't presently prevent the execution of their plots;ha, I'll do't. Where's Mellefont, my poor injured nephew? How shall I make him ample satisfaction? CYNT.
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I dare answer for him. LORD TOUCH. I do him fresh wrong to question his forgiveness; for I know him to be all goodness. Yet my wife! Damn her: she'll think to meet him in that dressing room. Was't not so? And Maskwell will expect you in the chaplain's chamber. For once, I'll add my plot too: let us haste to find out, and inform my nephew; and do you, quickly as you can, bring all the company into this gallery. I'll expose the strumpet, and the villain. SCENE XX. LORD FROTH and SIR PAUL. LORD FROTH. By heavens, I have slept an age. Sir Paul, what o'clock is't? Past eight, on my conscience; my lady's is the most inviting couch, and a slumber there is the prettiest amusement! But where's all the company? SIR PAUL.
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