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Sir, I was nearer then you were aware, And overheard both sum and . I entertain the motion with all love, And I rejoice my Daughter is preferred, And raised to such a match; I herd the contract, And will confirm it gladly: but pray Sir, When shall the merry day be? But whom shall we invite unto the Wed ding? Your reason for that. It touches both our reputations nearly; For by his oft repair, now while the Marriage Is kept from public knowledge, your good name May be by Neighbours hardly of. Son, Son, and I esteemed my profit more Then I have done my credit, I had now Been many thousands richer: but you see, Truth and good dealing bear and humble sail; That little I enjoy, it is with Q jet, God with good conscience, kept with good report: And that I still shall labour to preserve. Nothing I'll hear, that tends unto the ruin Of mine, or of my Daughters honesty. Shall I be held a Broker to lewd Lust, Now in my wain of years? Not in this case. I that have lived thus long, Reported well, esteemed a welcome Guest At every Table, there respected; Now to be held a to my Daughter? That I should live to this A Bawd to mine own child To my sweet L ce! Deal with me Like a Son, then call me Father; I that have had the tongues of every man Ready to crown my Reputation: The hands of all my Neighbours to subscribe To my good Like; and such as could not write, Ready with Palsy and fingers, To set their cribling marks. Thou hadst a Mother Luce; it's with me To say thou hadst, but hast not; a kind Wife, And a good Nurse she was: she, had she lived To hear my name thus canvased, and thus tossed, Seven years before she died, I had been a Widower Seven years before I was: Heaven rest her soul, She is in Heaven I hope. Well, say on Son. Well Son, my anger's passed; yet I must tell you, It grieves me that you should thus it off, Concerning us, no such a deer degree. In private be it spoke, my Daughter tells me, She's both a Wife and Maid. I know you kind, my hasty Lan guage unto my rage, not me. I'll in before. Son your well met. I cry you mercy sir. He hath not such a suit, beside this gallant Led by the arm a Bride, a lusty Bride? How much might I have wronged the Gentleman. By craving his acquaintance, this it is, To have dim Eyes. Why looks my daughter sad. I cry you mercy. Sir I saw not you. Forbid it Heaven. How, mine own child: What of him. Sure was they. I met them two, was he; base villain Jew. I'll to the Wedding board, and tell him so: I'll doo't as I am a man? I'll live and die upon him; He's a base fellow, so I'll prove him too. Joseph my Sword. This rashness will undo us. It hath been twice in France, and once in Spain, With John a Gaunt, when I was young Like him I had my wards, and foynes, and quarter-blows: And knew the way into St. Georges fields. Twice in a morning, Tuttle, Finsbury? I knew them all, isle too him, where's my sword, Or leave this spleen, or you will oh erthrow Our Fortune's quite, let us consult together, What we were best to do. I'll make him play at Leapfrog, well I hear thee I'll too him with no Law, but Staffood Law. I'll ferret the false boy, nay on good Luce. Well I hear thee. Is this his dam sk'd kirtl frendge with Gold, His black bag, and his Beaner, 'tis well yet I have a Sword: I'll have the kna e by the ears. Perjured not mine. And leaving him, I take you for my son. If he? he could not but have known me there, Yet he was wondrous Like him.
Plot summary
Plot — The Wise Woman of Hogsdon
Chartley and Boister are both in love with Luce, but Luce insists on marriage before sex; Chartley agrees, but wants the marriage to remain a secret for a month, after which his inheritance will be secure. Their plans are overheard by Chartley’s former fiancée, another Luce, who was jilted by him on the eve of her wedding day, and who has come to London after him in disguise. She gets herself hired as a page by the Wise Woman of Hoxton, who takes a hand when Chartley offends her. He is privately married at the Wise Woman’s house, though not to Luce as he thinks, but to the second Luce (which the Wise Woman, taking the latter for a boy, thinks is just a prank); Luce herself is also married, not to Chartley as she thinks but to the masked Boister. The Wise Woman then furthers the confusion by having the two Luces change clothes, so that each new husband will mistake his wife. Senser woos Gratiana, who prefers his friend Haringfield; but when her father learns they come as suitors, he has them thrown out. Senser boasts that he will return, be welcome, and even be hired to stay; Sir Harry promises that in that event he will consent to the marriage. Senser duly fulfils the condition: Sir Harry seeks a Latin tutor for Gratiana, and the disguised Senser gets the job after making the other candidate, Sir Boniface, sound inept and bawdy in Latin. Chartley arrives to woo Gratiana, whom he has seen in the street: he brings with him a forged letter from his father offering a good financial settlement if they marry, along with money and jewels he has taken from Luce. When Senser intervenes, Sir Harry reneges on his promise. Luce faints on seeing that Chartley plans a bigamous marriage to Gratiana. She, Senser, and Boister all visit the Wise Woman, who undertakes to prevent the wedding and win Luce for Boister’s wife. Senser lures all the relevant parties to Hoxton: Chartley to visit Luce, excusing his absence by claiming that his father has just died; Gratiana to buy a dress; and Sir Harry to visit the Wise Woman. On the way, Sir Harry meets Old Chartley, who is not dead but come to London to look for his son, and who follows Sir Harry to Hoxton. The second Luce hides all the visitors separately around the house, and they all watch Chartley’s assignation with Luce. Confronted by the spectators in turn, Chartley tries each time to put the blame on ===== PAGE 461 ===== 1623 someone else, only to have that person appear next. The Wise Woman resolves the confused…