Flaunt.  What, am I like to lose my Timmy?  Canst thou have the Heart to leave me for ever?  I who have been true and constant to you?

Sir Tim.  Alas! now I must melt again, by Fortune—­thou art a Fool, dost think I wou’d have had her, but for her Fortune? which shall only serve to make thee out-flaunt all the Cracks in Town—­go—­go home and expect me, thou’lt have me all to thy self within this Day or two: 

    Since Marriage but a larger Licence is
    For every Fop of Mode to keep a Miss.

EPILOGUE.

Spoken by Sir Timothy Tawdrey.

Sir Timothy, Gallants, at last is come
To know his Sentence, and receive his Doom,
But pray before you are resolv’d to be
Severe, look on your selves, and then on me;
Observe me well, I am a Man of Show,
Of Noise, and Nonsense, as are most of you. 
Though all of you don’t share with me in Title,
In Character you differ very little. 
Tell me in what you find a Difference? 
It may be you will say, you’re Men of Sense;
But Faith—­
Were one of you o’th’ Stage, and I i’th’ Pit,
He might be thought the Fop, and I the Wit. 
On equal Grounds you’ll scarce know one from t’other;
We are as like, as Brother is to Brother. 
To judge against me then wou’d be Ill-Nature,
For Men are kind to those they’re like in Feature. 
For Judges therefore I accept you all;
By you, Sir Timothy will stand or fall. 
He’s too faint-hearted that his Sentence fears,
Who has the Honour to be try’d by’s Peers.

Written by Mr. E.R.

THE FALSE COUNT.

ARGUMENT.

Don Carlos, Governor of Cadiz, who has been contracted to Julia, now married to a rich old churl, Francisco, in order to gain her, mans a galley, which has been captured from the Turks, with some forty or fifty attendants disguised as ferocious Ottomans; and whilst she, her husband and a party of friends are taking a pleasure trip in a yacht, they are suddenly boarded and all made prisoners by the supposed corsairs, who carry them off to a country villa a few miles from the town belonging to Carlos’ friend, Antonio, which, however, they are firmly convinc’d is a palace inhabited by the Great Turk himself.  Here Carlos appears, dressed as the Sultan, with much pomp, and Francisco, overwhelmed with terror, speedily relinquishes Julia to his captor.  In order to punish her for her intolerable arrogance, Isabella, Francisco’s daughter by his former wife, who is designed to wed Antonio, is introduced to a chimney-sweep, Guiliom, masquerading as a noble of high degree.  She forthwith strikes up a match with the False Count, leaving Antonio free to marry Clara, Julia’s sister, whom he loves.  No sooner, however, has the knot been securely tied than Guiliom, appearing in his sooty rags and with smutched face, publicly demands and humiliates his haughty bride.  The trick of the feigned Turks is discovered by the arrival at the villa of Baltazer, Julia’s father.  Don Carlos, however, claims his mistress by reason of his former contract, which is perforce allowed.