As he is gone off, enter Cinthio groping.

Cin.  Now for this lucky Rival, if his Stars will make this last part

of his Adventure such.  I hid my self in the next Chamber, till I heard the Doctor go, only to return to be reveng’d.
            [He gropes his way into the Closet, with his Sword drawn.

Enter Elaria with a Light.

Ela. Scaramouch tells me Charmante is conceal’d in the Closet, whom Cinthio surely has mistaken for some Lover of mine, and is jealous; but I’ll send Charmante after him, to make my peace and undeceive him. [Goes to the Door.  —­Sir, Sir, where are you? they are all gone, you may adventure out.
[Cinthio comes out. 
Ha,—­Cinthio here?

Cin.  Yes, Madam, to your shame:  Now your Perfidiousness is plain, false Woman, ’Tis well your Lover had the dexterity of escaping, I’ad spoil’d his making Love else. [Goes from her, she holds him.

Ela.  Prithee hear me.

Cin.  But since my Ignorance of his Person saves his Life, live and possess him, till I can discover him. [Goes out.

Ela.  Go, peevish Fool—­ Whose Jealousy believes me given to change, Let thy own Torments be my just Revenge.

[Exit.

The End of the First Act.

ACT II.

SCENE I. A Chamber in the Doctor’s House.

        An Antick Dance.

    After the Musick has plaid, enter Elaria; to her Bellemante.

Ela.  Heavens, Bellemante!  Where have you been?

Bell.  Fatigu’d with the most disagreeable Affair, for a Person of my Humour, in the World.  Oh, how I hate Business, which I do no more mind, than a Spark does the Sermon, who is ogling his Mistress at Church all the while:  I have been ruffling over twenty Reams of Paper for my Uncle’s Writings.

    Enter Scaramouch.

Scar.  So, so, the old Gentleman is departed this wicked World, and the House is our own for this Night.—­Where are the Sparks? where are the Sparks?

Ela.  Nay, Heaven knows.

Bell.  How!  I hope not so; I left Charmante confin’d to my Closet, when my Uncle had like to have surpriz’d us together:  Is he not here?

Ela.  No, he’s escap’d, but he has made sweet doings.

Bell.  Heavens, Cousin!  What?

Ela.  My Father was coming into the Chamber, and had like to have taken Cinthio with me, when, to conceal him, I put him into your Closet, not knowing of Charmante’s being there, and which, in the dark, he took for a Gallant of mine; had not my Father’s Presence hinder’d, I believe there had been Murder committed; however they both escap’d unknown.