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The Double - Dealer

ACT II
SCENE I.
LADY FROTH and CYNTHIA.
CYNT. Indeed, madam! Is it possible your ladyship could have been so much in love?
LADY FROTH. I could not sleep; I did not sleep one wink for three weeks together.
CYNT. Prodigious! I wonder want of sleep, and so much love and so much wit as your
ladyship has, did not turn your brain.
LADY FROTH. Oh, my dear Cynthia, you must not rally your friend. But really, as you
say, I wonder too. But then I had a way. For, between you and I, I had whimsies and
vapours, but I gave them vent.
CYNT. How, pray, madam?
LADY FROTH. Oh, I writ, writ abundantly. Do you never write?
CYNT. Write what?
LADY FROTH. Songs, elegies, satires, encomiums, panegyrics, lampoons, plays, or
heroic poems?
CYNT. O Lord, not I, madam; I'm content to be a courteous reader.
LADY FROTH. Oh, inconsistent! In love and not write! If my lord and I had been both
of your temper, we had never come together. Oh, bless me! What a sad thing would that
have been, if my lord and I should never have met!
CYNT. Then neither my lord nor you would ever have met with your match, on my
conscience.
LADY FROTH. O' my conscience, no more we should; thou say'st right. For sure my
Lord Froth is as fine a gentleman and as much a man of quality! Ah! nothing at all of the
common air. I think I may say he wants nothing but a blue ribbon and a star to make him
shine, the very phosphorus of our hemisphere. Do you understand those two hard words?
If you don't, I'll explain 'em to you.
CYNT. Yes, yes, madam, I'm not so ignorant.--At least I won't own it, to be troubled
with your instructions. [Aside.]
 
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