Scene VII.
Love for Love
by
William Congreve
[To them] SCANDAL, MRS FORESIGHT, and NURSE.
FORESIGHT
Did he so? I'll dispatch him for't presently.
Rogue! O nurse, come hither.
NURSE
What is your worship's pleasure?
FORESIGHT
Here, take your young mistress and lock her up
presently, till farther orders from me. Not a word, Hussy; do what I
bid you, no reply, away. And bid Robin make ready to give an account
of his plate and linen, d'ye hear: begone when I bid you.
MRS FORESIGHT
What's the matter, husband?
FORESIGHT
'Tis not convenient to tell you now. Mr Scandal,
heav'n keep us all in our senses--I fear there is a contagious frenzy
abroad. How does Valentine?
SCANDAL
Oh, I hope he will do well again. I have a message
from him to your niece Angelica.
FORESIGHT
I think she has not returned since she went abroad
with Sir Sampson. Nurse, why are you not gone?