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Plack. Lord, Madam, what's the matter?

Lucin. How got these Fellows into the House?

Plack. Lord, Madam, how should I know. (aside.) as I live, the strayes that I had Pounded in my Ladies Closet.

Lunin. Let the Doors be better lookt to another time; and let the Footmen tye these Fools Neck and Heels, till they discover upon what Errant they came hither.

Vaun. O Law, O Law, rather let your Footmen show us the way down Stairs, and if you ever ketch me in your House again, may I be damn'd.

Sir J. Aery. Ay, if ever you ketch me in your House again, Ged demm'e.

Lucin. I say, let them be ty'd Neck and Heels—carry 'em away.

Sir J. Aery. O Dear Vaunter! What will become of us.

Vaun. What curst unmerciful Croccadels are these Women.

Lucin. Take the Candles, and light to my Dressing-room. I have this Comfort under Bellamour's Jealousy of these Fools whom I hate, that Philabell whom I Love, will be less suspected.

(Exeunt.

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