Scene VII.

[To them] SCANDAL, MRS FORESIGHT, and NURSE.

FORESIGHT
Did he so? I'll dispatch him for't presently. Rogue! O nurse, come hither.

NURSE
What is your worship's pleasure?

FORESIGHT
Here, take your young mistress and lock her up presently, till farther orders from me. Not a word, Hussy; do what I bid you, no reply, away. And bid Robin make ready to give an account of his plate and linen, d'ye hear: begone when I bid you.

MRS FORESIGHT
What's the matter, husband?

FORESIGHT
'Tis not convenient to tell you now. Mr Scandal, heav'n keep us all in our senses--I fear there is a contagious frenzy abroad. How does Valentine?

SCANDAL
Oh, I hope he will do well again. I have a message from him to your niece Angelica.

FORESIGHT
I think she has not returned since she went abroad with Sir Sampson. Nurse, why are you not gone?

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