The Double-Dealer, a comedy by William Congreve
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LADY TOUCH. I follow instantly. So. SCENE II. LADY TOUCHWOOD, MASKWELL. MASK. This was a masterpiece, and did not need my help, though I stood ready for a cue to come in and confirm all, had there been occasion. LADY TOUCH. Have you seen Mellefont? MASK. I have; and am to meet him here about this time. LADY TOUCH. How does he bear his disappointment? MASK. Secure in my assistance, he seemed not much afflicted, but rather laughed at the shallow artifice, which so little time must of necessity discover. Yet he is apprehensive of some farther design of yours, and has engaged me to watch you. I believe he will hardly be able to prevent your plot, yet I would have you use caution and expedition. LADY TOUCH. Expedition indeed, for all we do must be performed in the remaining part of this evening, and before the company break up, lest my lord should cool and have an opportunity to talk with him |
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