Scene 12.
Enter Truman senior, Truman junior, Lucia veil'd.
Trum. sen.Come, Dick, bring in your wife to your t'other father, and ask him blessing handsomely;
[Luc. unveils.Welcome, dear daughter; off with your Veil;
Heaven bless ye both.
[Luc. unveils.Welcome, dear daughter; off with your Veil;
Heaven bless ye both.
Joll.Ha! what's this? more masking? why how now, Mr. Truman? you ha' not married my Niece, I hope, instead o' my daughter?
Trum. j.I onely did, Sir, as I was appointed,
And am amaz'd as much as you.
And am amaz'd as much as you.
Trum. s.Villain, Rebel, Traitor, out o' my sight you son of a———
Joll.Nay, hold him; patience, good Mr. Truman, let's understand the matter a little———
Trum. s.I wo'not understand, no that I wo'not, I wo'not understand a word, whilst he and his Whore are in my sight.
Joll.Nay, good Sir———
Why, what Niece? two husbands in one afternoon? that's too much o' conscience.
Why, what Niece? two husbands in one afternoon? that's too much o' conscience.
Luc.Two, Sir? I know of none but this,
And how I came by him too, that I know not.
And how I came by him too, that I know not.
Joll.This is Ridle me ridle me— where's my Daughter? ho! Aurelia.