fond of it, that I left it in my glove: If one of the ladies had found
it there, I should have been laughed at most unmercifully.

_Mrs Brain._ That's well come off!

_Limb._ My heart was at my mouth, for fear it had been Pug's.
[_Aside._]--There 'tis again--Hold, hold; pray let me see it once
more: a mistress, said you?

_Aldo._ Yes, a mistress, sir. I'll be his voucher, he has a mistress,
and a fair one too.

_Limb._ Do you know it, father Aldo.

_Aldo._ Know it! I know the match is as good as made already: old
Woodall and I are all one. You, son, were sent for over on purpose;
the articles for her jointure are all concluded, and a friend of mine
drew them.

_Limb._ Nay, if father Aldo knows it, I am satisfied.

_Aldo._ But how came you by this letter, son Woodall? let me examine
you.

_Wood._ Came by it! (pox, he has _non-plus'd_ me!) How do you say I
came by it, father Aldo?

_Aldo._ Why, there's it, now. This morning I met your mistress's
father, Mr you know who--