SCENE XIII. _Another Apartment._

_Old_ Laroon, Jourdain, Isabel, _a Priest_, _Young_ Laroon, Martin,

_and_ Beatrice.

_Mart._ Whither would you pull me?

_Yo. Lar._ Villain, I'll shew thee whither.

_Mart._ Ha!

_Yo. Lar._ Down on thy Knees, confess thy self the worst of Villains, or

I'll drive this Dagger to thy Heart.

_Priest._ He needs not confess, our Ears are sufficient Witnesses

against him.

_Old Lar._ Huzzah! Huzzah! The Priest is caught, the Priest is caught.

_Jourd._ I am Thunder-struck with Amazement.

_Old Lar._ How durst you attempt to debauch my Son, you black Rascal: I

have a great Mind to make an Example of you for attempting to dishonour

my Family.

_Priest._ You shall be made a severe Example of for having dishonour'd

your Order.

_Mart._ I shall find another time to answer you.

_Old Lar._ Hold, Sir, hold. I have too much Charity not to cleanse you,

as much as possible, from your Pollution. So, Who's there? [_Enter

Servants._] Here take this worthy Gentleman, and wash him a little in a

Horse-pond, then toss him dry in a Blanket.

_1 Serv._ We will wash him with a Vengeance.

_All._ Ay, ay, we'll wash him.

_Mart._ You may repent this, Mr. _Laroon_.

SCENE _the Last_.

_Old_ Laroon, _Young_ Laroon, Jourdain, _Priest_, Isabel, _and_

Beatrice.

_Priest._ Tho' he deserves the worst, yet consider his Order, Mr.

_Laroon_.

_Old Lar._ Sir, he shall undergo the Punishment, tho' I suffer the like

afterwards. Well, Master _Jourdain_, I hope you are now convinced, that

you may marry your Daughter without going to Purgatory for it.

_Jourd._ I hope you will pardon what is past, my good Neighbour. And

you, young Gentleman, will, I hope, do the same. If my Girl can make you

any amends, I give you her for ever.

_Yo. Lar._ Amends! Oh! She would make me large Amends for twenty

thousand times my Sufferings.

_Isa._ Tell me so hereafter, my dear Lover. A Woman may make a Man

amends for his Sufferings before Marriage; but can she make him amends

for what he suffers after it?

_Yo. La._ Oh! think not that can ever be my Fate with you.

_Old Lar._ Pox o' your Raptures. If you don't make her suffer before

to-morrow-morning, thou art no Son of mine, and if she does not make you

suffer within this Twelve-month: Blood she is no Woman--Come, honest

Neighbour, I hope thou hast discovered thy own Folly and the Priest's

Roguery together, and thou wilt return and be one of us again.

_Jourd._ Mr. _Laroon_, if I have err'd on one side, you have err'd as

widely on the other. Let me tell you, a Reflexion on the Sins of your

Youth would not be unwholesome.

_Old Lar._ 'Sblood Sir! but it wou'd. Reflexion is the most unwholesome

thing in the World. Besides, Sir, I have no Sins to reflect on but those

of an honest Fellow. If I have lov'd a Whore at five and twenty, and a

Bottle at forty; Why, I have done as much good as I could, in my

Generation; and that, I hope, will make amends.

_Isa._ Well, my dear _Beatrice_, and are you positively bent on a

Nunnery still?

_Bea._ Hum! I suppose you will laugh at me, if I shou'd change my

Resolution; but I have seen so much of a Priest to-day, that I really

believe, I shall spend my Life in the Company of a Lay-man.

_Old Lar._ Why, that is bravely said, Madam, S'bud! I like you, and if I

had not resolv'd, for the Sake of this Rascal here, never to marry

again, S'bud! I might take you into my Arms: And I can tell you, they

are as warm as any young Fellow's in _Europe_--Come, Master _Jourdain_,

this Night, you and I will crack a Bottle together, and to-morrow

morning we will employ this honest Gentleman here, to tack our Son and

Daughter together, and then I don't care if I never see a Priest again

as long as I live.

_Isa._ [to _Yo. Lar._] Well, Sir. You see we have got the better of all

Difficulties at last. The Fears of a Lover are very unreasonable, when

he is once assured of the Sincerity of his Mistress,

For when a Woman sets her self about it,

Nor Priest, nor Devil can make her go without it.

_FINIS._

Transcriber's Notes:

Text in italics is surrounded with underscores: _italics_.

Inconsistencies in spelling have been retained from the original.

Obvious typographical errors have been corrected as follows:

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