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2,8 Tfo Self-Rival.
ACT III.
jE»^r Verjuice.
O talk of Honour and being nicely vir-
tuous, is like a Girl eaten up with
Green-Si cknefs and Romance ; 'tis true,
indeed, Sir Ephraim may meet with Vexation, his
Daughter with Ruin, or the Colonel with Difap-
pointment, but what's all that to me, who am like to
get both Sport and Profit by it ? [Enter Sir Ephraim.
Sir Eph. I am glad you are here, Mr. Verjuice, I
want a little of your Advice; my Son, you muffc
know, has a mind to travel, and if I mould let him
go, and he mould bring me home fome French Whore,
or Venetian Strumpet, to get Heirs for my Eftate,
Gads-bud, 'twould make me mad.
Ver, But if he fhould marry an Englifh Whore, the
thing is fo very common, that it would not difturb
you, I fuppoie : Lookye Sir Ephraim, if I were in
your place, I mould rather think of difpofing of my
Daughter than my Son ; for as he grows older, he'll
get more Wit ; but as fhe does fo, fhe'll grow more
head-ftrong.
Sir Eph. Aye, may be fo, but I have difpos'd of her
already.
Ver, Have you fo? to whom, pray?
Sir Eph. To one I expect every minute, 3 tis Lord
Paftatty if vou ever heard of fuch a one.
Ver.

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