_And._Your Brother's marri'd this day; he's marri'd your younger Brother
_Eustace_.
_Char._ What of that?
_And._ And all the Friends about are bidden hither; there's not a Dog that
knows the house, but comes too.
_Char._ Marri'd! to whom?
_And._ Why to a dainty Gentlewoman, young, sweet, and modest.
_Char._ Are there modest women? how do they look?
_And._ O you'll bless yourself to see them. He parts with's Books, he
ne'er did so before yet.
_Char._ What does my Father for 'em?
_And._ Gives all his Land, and makes your Brother heir.
_Char._ Must I have nothing?
_And._ Yes, you must study still, and he'll maintain you.
_Char._ I am his eldest Brother.
_And._ True, you were so; but he has leap'd o'er your shoulders, Sir.
_Char._ 'Tis well; he'll not inherit my understanding too?
_And._ I think not; he'll scarce find Tenants to let it out to.
_Char._ Hark! hark!
_And._ The Coach that brings the fair Lady.
_Enter_ Lewis, Angellina, Ladies, Notary, &c.
_And._ Now you may see her.
_Char._ Sure this should be modest, but I do not truly know what women
make of it, _Andrew_; she has a face looks like a story, the story of the
Heavens looks very like her.
_And._ She has a wide face then.
_Char._ She has a Cherubin's, cover'd and vail'd with modest blushes.
_Eustace_, be happy, whiles poor _Charles_ is patient. Get me my Books
again, and come in with me-- [_Exeunt.
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