but, i'gad, I could never find in my heart to marry anybody before.

JERE. Well, sir, I'll go and tell her my master's coming, and meet
you in half a quarter of an hour with your disguise at your own
lodgings. You must talk a little madly: she won't distinguish the
tone of your voice.

TATT. No, no; let me alone for a counterfeit. I'll be ready for
you.


SCENE IV.


TATTLE, MISS PRUE.

MISS. O Mr Tattle, are you here? I'm glad I have found you; I have
been looking up and down for you like anything, till I'm as tired as
anything in the world.

TATT. Oh, pox, how shall I get rid of this foolish girl? [Aside.]

MISS. Oh, I have pure news, I can tell you, pure news. I must not
marry the seaman now--my father says so. Why won't you be my
husband? You say you love me, and you won't be my husband. And I
know you may be my husband now, if you please.

TATT. Oh, fie, miss; who told you so, child?

MISS. Why, my father. I told him that you loved me.