_And_. Your Brother's married this day, he's married,
Your younger brother Eustace. _Cha_. What of that?
_And_. And all the friends about are bidden hither.
There's not a dog that knowes the house but comes too.
_Cha_. Married? to whom? _And_. Why to a dainty Gentlewoman,
Young, sweet, and modest. _Cha_. Are there modest women?
How do they look? _And_. O you'ld blesse your self to see them.
He parts with's book, he nere did so before yet.
_Cha_. What do's my father for 'm? _And_. Gives all his Land,
And makes your brother Heir. _Cha_. Must I have nothing?
_And_. Yes, you must study still, and he'l maintain you.
_Cha_. I am his eldest brother. _And_. True, you were so,
But he has leapd ore your shoulders, Sir. _Cha_. 'Tis wel,
He'l not inherit my understanding too?
_And_. I think not, he'l scarce find tenants to let it
Out to. _Cha_. Hark, hark. _Andr_. The Coach that brings the fair
Lady.
_Enter_ Lewis, Angellina, _Ladies_, Notary, &c.
_And_. Now you may see her. _Cha_. 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 storie of the Heavens looks very like her.
_And_. She has a wide face then. _Cha_. She has a Cheiubins,
Cover'd and vail'd with modest blushes.
_Eustace_ be happy, whiles poor _Charles_ is patient.
Get me my book again, and come in with me-- _Exeunt_.
_Enter_ Brisac, Eustace, Egremont, Cowsy, Miramont.
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