a venture which he's in danger of losing. Read, read.

BELL. [reads.] Hum, Hum--Out of town this evening, and talks of
sending for Mr. Spintext to keep me company; but I'll take care he
shall not be at home. Good! Spintext! Oh, the fanatic one-eyed
parson!

VAIN. Ay.

BELL. [reads.] Hum, Hum--That your conversation will be much more
agreeable, if you can counterfeit his habit to blind the servants.
Very good! Then I must be disguised?--With all my heart!--It adds
a gusto to an amour; gives it the greater resemblance of theft;
and, among us lewd mortals, the deeper the sin the sweeter. Frank,
I'm amazed at thy good nature -

VAIN. Faith, I hate love when 'tis forced upon a man, as I do
wine. And this business is none of my seeking; I only happened to
be, once or twice, where Laetitia was the handsomest woman in
company; so, consequently, applied myself to her--and it seems she
has taken me at my word. Had you been there, or anybody, 't had
been the same.

BELL. I wish I may succeed as the same.

VAIN. Never doubt it; for if the spirit of cuckoldom be once
raised up in a woman, the devil can't lay it, until she has done't.

BELL. Prithee, what sort of fellow is Fondlewife?