The Double-Dealer, a comedy by William Congreve
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SCENE IX. MELLEFONT, MASKWELL, and CYNTHIA. MEL. I know no other way but this he has proposed: if you have love enough to run the venture. CYNT. I don't know whether I have love enough, but I find I have obstinacy enough to pursue whatever I have once resolved; and a true female courage to oppose anything that resists my will, though 'twere reason itself. MASK. That's right. Well, I'll secure the writings and run the hazard along with you. CYNT. But how can the coach and six horses be got ready without suspicion? MASK. Leave it to my care; that shall be so far from being suspected, that it shall be got ready by my lord's own order. MEL. How? MASK. Why, I intend to tell my lord the whole matter of our contrivance; that's my way. |
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