Why must all your Suspicion light upon me?
LOCKIT. Lucy, Lucy, I will have none of these shuffling Answers.
LUCY. Well then----If I know anything of him I wish I may be burnt!
LOCKIT. Keep your Temper, Lucy, or I shall pronounce you guilty.
LUCY. Keep yours, Sir,----I do wish I may be burnt. I do----And what can I
say more to convince you?
LOCKIT. Did he tip handsomely?----How much did he come down with? Come,
Hussy, don't cheat your Father; and I shall not be angry with you----
Perhaps, you have made a better Bargain with him than I could have done----
How much, my good Girl?
LUCY. You know, Sir, I am fond of him, and would have given him money to
have kept him with me.
LOCKIT. Ah Lucy! thy Education might have put thee more upon thy Guard;
for a Girl in the Bar of an ale-house is always besieg'd.
LUCY. Dear Sir, mention not my Education--for 'twas to that I owe my Ruin.
Air XLI.--If Love's a sweet Passion, &c.
When young at the Bar you first taught me to score,
And bid me be free of my Lips and no more;
I was kissed by the Parson, the Squire, and the Sot
When the guest was departed the Kiss was forgot.
But his Kiss was so sweet, and so closely he prest,
That I languish'd and pin'd till I granted the rest.
If you can forgive me, Sir, I will make a fair Confession, for to be sure he
hath been a most barbarous Villain to me.
LOCKIT. And so you have let him escape, Hussy----Have you?
LUCY.
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