Pala. Then, madam, I think you had best make that use of me; let me wait on you for two or three days together, and you shall hear all I have learnt of extraordinary in other countries; and one thing which I never saw ’till I came home, that is, a lady of a better voice, better face, and better wit, than any I have seen abroad.  And, after this, if I should not declare myself most passionately in love with you, I should have less wit than yet you think I have.

Dor. A very plain, and pithy declaration.  I see, sir, you have been travelling in Spain or Italy, or some of the hot countries, where men come to the point immediately.  But are you sure these are not words of course?  For I would not give my poor heart an occasion of complaint against me, that I engaged it too rashly, and then could not bring it off.

Pala. Your heart may trust itself with me safely; I shall use it very civilly while it stays, and never turn it away, without fair warning to provide for itself.

Dor. First, then, I do receive your passion with as little consideration, on my part, as ever you gave it me, on yours.  And now, see what a miserable wretch you have made yourself!

Pala. Who, I miserable?  Thank you for that.  Give me love enough, and life enough, and I defy Fortune.

Dor. Know, then, thou man of vain imagination, know, to thy utter confusion, that I am virtuous.

Pala. Such another word, and I give up the ghost.

Dor. Then, to strike you quite dead, know that I am married too.

Pala. Art thou married?  O thou damnable virtuous woman!

Dor. Yes, married to a gentleman; young, handsome rich, valiant, and with all the good qualities that will make you despair, and hang yourself.

Pala. Well, in spite of all that, I’ll love you:  Fortune has cut us out for one another; for I am to be married within these three days; married, past redemption to a young, fair, rich, and virtuous lady; and it shall go hard but I will love my wife as little, as, I perceive, you do your husband.

Dor. Remember, I invade no propriety:  my servant you are, only ’till you are married.

Pala. In the meantime, you are to forget you have a husband.

Dor. And you, that you are to have a wife.

Bel. [aside, to her Lady.] O madam, my lord’s just at the end of the walks! and, if you make not haste, will discover you.

Dor. Some other time, new servant, we’ll talk further of the premises; in the mean while, break not my first commandment, that is, not to follow me.

Pala. But where, then, shall I find you again?

Dor. At court.  Yours, for two days, sir.

Pala. And nights, I beseech you, madam.
                                       [Exeunt DORALICE and BELIZ.