MIRABELL, FAINALL, WITWOUD.
That should be for two fasting strumpets, and a bawd troubled
with wind. Now you may know what the three are.
You are very free with your friend's acquaintance.
Ay, ay; friendship without freedom is as dull as love without
enjoyment or wine without toasting: but to tell you a secret, these
are trulls whom he allows coach-hire, and something more by the
week, to call on him once a day at public places.
You shall see he won't go to 'em because there's no more
company here to take notice of him. Why, this is nothing to what he
used to do:- before he found out this way, I have known him call for
Call for himself? What dost thou mean?
Mean? Why he would slip you out of this chocolate-house, just
when you had been talking to him. As soon as your back was turned--
whip he was gone; then trip to his lodging, clap on a hood and scarf
and a mask, slap into a hackney-coach, and drive hither to the door
again in a trice; where he would send in for himself; that I mean,
call for himself, wait for himself, nay, and what's more, not
finding himself, sometimes leave a letter for himself.
I confess this is something extraordinary. I believe he
waits for himself now, he is so long a coming; oh, I ask his pardon.