Scene IV.

Love for Love

by William Congreve

SCANDAL, JEREMY.

SCANDAL
Humh! An admirable composition, faith, this same
womankind.

JEREMY
What, is she gone, sir?

SCANDAL
Gone? Why, she was never here, nor anywhere else;
nor I don't know her if I see her, nor you neither.

JEREMY
Good lack! What's the matter now? Are any more of
us to be mad? Why, sir, my master longs to see her, and is almost
mad in good earnest with the joyful news of her being here.

SCANDAL
We are all under a mistake. Ask no questions, for I
can't resolve you; but I'll inform your master. In the meantime, if
our project succeed no better with his father than it does with his
mistress, he may descend from his exaltation of madness into the road
of common sense, and be content only to be made a fool with other
reasonable people. I hear Sir Sampson. You know your cue; I'll to
your master.