LADY TOUCH. To what end is this?
MASK. It will confirm my lord's opinion of my honour and honesty,
and create in him a new confidence in me, which (should this design
miscarry) will be necessary to the forming another plot that I have
in my head.--To cheat you as well as the rest. [Aside.]
LADY TOUCH. I'll do it--I'll tell him you hindered him once from
forcing me.
MASK. Excellent! Your ladyship has a most improving fancy. You
had best go to my lord, keep him as long as you can in his closet,
and I doubt not but you will mould him to what you please; your
guests are so engaged in their own follies and intrigues, they'll
miss neither of you.
LADY TOUCH. When shall we meet?--at eight this evening in my
chamber? There rejoice at our success, and toy away an hour in
mirth.
MASK. I will not fail.
SCENE III.
MASKWELL alone.
I know what she means by toying away an hour well enough. Pox, I
have lost all appetite to her; yet she's a fine woman, and I loved
her once. But I don't know: since I have been in a great measure
kept by her, the case is altered; what was my pleasure is become my
duty, and I have as little stomach to her now as if I were her
husband.
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