But what you do, do quickly Sir, (continued she) for I am limited to such an hour.  Upon which invitation, the Disguis’d Beau fell to, sans further Ceremony, And whilst they were a Dancing and Acting the delights of Venus, the Bells of St. Antholins Rung very sweetly, which made her say, whilst she was thus incountring her suppos’d Gallant, O how sweetiy St. Antholin_’s Bells Ring_!  Which she Repeated over as oft as they renew’d their Pleasures.—­As soon as they had finish’d their Encounter, her Husband that he might appear like what he Personated, seem’d well Satisfied and made her a Present of a Guinea; and so withdrew without Discovery.  And she, a short time after, St. Ant’lin’s Lecture being done, according to her Custom return’d home, as if she’d only been at her Devotions.

When her Husband had unrigg’d, and put himself into his proper Habit, he return’d home according to the hour he had appointed, and took no Notice of what had pass’d between ’em.  But when at Night they went to Bed, he had a mind to try whether he cou’d with the same briskness manage things at home as he had done abroad:  But finding it on both sides much more Dull, he told her St. Ant’lin’s Bells didn’t Ring half so sweetly then as as they did i’th’ Morning:  But however, says he, as long as here it is much cheaper, I like it full as well:  His Wife was so confounded at the Words, she knew not what to say at first; nor cou’d she guess how he shou’d know that she had spoke such Words in the Morning:  At last she was resolv’d he shou’d explain himself; and therefore ask’d him what he meant by those expressions—­Nay, what did you mean by ’em, says he, when you repeated them so often in the Morning?  How, says she, in a scornful way, I repeat ’em in the Morning?  Yes, Madam, says he somewhat angrily, ’Twas you repeated ’em in the Morning, when I lay with you at the Bawdy-House disguis’d like a Gallant, in such a place, and gave you a Guinea for your Mornings Work.  Was it you then, said she, that was with me in the Morning?  Yes, Mrs. Impudence, says he, that it was.  Can you talk of being with you in the Morning, without blushing?  To what purpose is it to blush, reply’d she, very confidently?  For if I do, you cann’t see it:  Nor do I know any reason why you shou’d call me Impudence; I am sure I treated you very civilly:  and as for my being there, you were there as well as I:  And we were both about one Business, and wher’s the difference then?  Besides, I see ’tis your own Fault; for if you wou’d be but as brisk at home as you are abroad, I should be very well Satisfy’d without going abroad, with your own performances at home.  I see you can do better if you will, and if you don’t, blame your self and not me, if you are made a Cuckold.  The contented Man hearing his Wife’s Allegations, Promis’d that he wou’d do better for the time to come; and she on that condition promising him to go no more to St. Antholin’s to hear how sweetly the Bells ring, they forgave one another, and were both Freinds.