heard. I have been [she walks about disordered] a very great rogue
for your sake, and you reproach me with it; I am ready to be a rogue
still, to do you service; and you are flinging conscience and honour
in my face, to rebate my inclinations. How am I to behave myself?
You know I am your creature, my life and fortune in your power; to
disoblige you brings me certain ruin. Allow it I would betray you,
I would not be a traitor to myself: I don't pretend to honesty,
because you know I am a rascal; but I would convince you from the
necessity of my being firm to you.

LADY TOUCH. Necessity, impudence! Can no gratitude incline you, no
obligations touch you? Have not my fortune and my person been
subjected to your pleasure? Were you not in the nature of a
servant, and have not I in effect made you lord of all, of me, and
of my lord? Where is that humble love, the languishing, that
adoration, which once was paid me, and everlastingly engaged?

MASK. Fixt, rooted in my heart, whence nothing can remove 'em, yet
you -

LADY TOUCH. Yet, what yet?

MASK. Nay, misconceive me not, madam, when I say I have had a
gen'rous and a faithful passion, which you had never favoured, but
through revenge and policy.

LADY TOUCH. Ha!

MASK. Look you, madam, we are alone,--pray contain yourself and
hear me. You know you loved your nephew when I first sighed for