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Ang. We wait on your Ladyship.
Bell. (to Ang.) I shall find a time, Sir, I shall, to thank you for your good Offices.
Ang. Whenever you please, Sir.
Phil. (to Bell.) I shall find a time, Sir, to call you to an Account in another place.
Bell. What place you please, Sir.
Sir Toby. (to Bell.) I shall take an occasion, I shall Sir, Adzooks, to make you repent putting your Town Tricks upon Country Girls.
Luc. Mr. Bellmour, can't you compose your self enough to go in and Play a Pool with us.
Bell. I will wish you some Luck, Madam. May you be always Flatter'd, and always Loose; may you never think, you have a sure Game, but be disappointed by a better.
Luc. A little Hellebore would do the Gentleman no harm.
Sir Toby. Straw, Straw, and a Dungeon; Adzooks the Man's stark Mad.(Exeunt leaving Bellamour.
Bell. Mankind from Adam, have been Women's Fools;
Women from Eve, have been the Devil's Tools:
Heaven might have spar'd one Torment when we fell,
Not left us Woman, or not threatened Hell. (Exit.
