Scene VI.

[To them] MRS. FAINALL.

MILLAMANT
Fainall, what shall I do? Shall I have him? I think I must have him.

MRS. FAINALL
Ay, ay, take him, take him, what should you do?

MILLAMANT
Well then--I'll take my death I'm in a horrid fright-- Fainall, I shall never say it. Well--I think--I'll endure you.

MRS. FAINALL
Fie, fie, have him, and tell him so in plain terms: for I am sure you have a mind to him.

MILLAMANT
Are you? I think I have; and the horrid man looks as if he thought so too. Well, you ridiculous thing you, I'll have you. I won't be kissed, nor I won't be thanked.--Here, kiss my hand though, so hold your tongue now; don't say a word.

MRS. FAINALL
Mirabell, there's a necessity for your obedience: you have neither time to talk nor stay. My mother is coming; and in my conscience if she should see you, would fall into fits, and maybe not recover time enough to return to Sir Rowland, who, as Foible tells me, is in a fair way to succeed. Therefore spare your ecstasies for another occasion, and slip down the back stairs, where Foible waits to consult you.

MILLAMANT
Ay, go, go. In the meantime I suppose you have said something to please me.

MIRABELL
I am all obedience.