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A27301 Love-letters between a noble-man and his sister Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689. 1684 (1684) Wing B1740; ESTC R12977 368,501 1,302

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Army did not offer him Battle Three Nights they lay thus in view of each other the first night the Prince sent out his Scouts who brought in intelligence that the Enemy was not so well prepar'd for Battle as they fear'd they might be if they imagined the Prince would engage 'em but he had so often given them the slip that they believed he had no mind to put the Fortune of the Day to the push And they were glad of these delays that new forces might advance when the Scouts returned with this news the Prince was impatient to fall upon the Enemy but Fergusano who was continually taking Council of his Charms and looking into his black Book of Fate for every sally and step they made perswaded his Highness to have yet a little patience positively assuring him his Fortune depended on a Critical Minute which was not yet come and that if he offered to give Battle before the Change of the Moon he was inevitably lost and that the attendance of that fortunate moment would be the beginning of those of his whole Life with such like positive perswasions he gain'd upon the Prince and overcame his impatience of engageing for that Night all which he past in Council without being perswaded to take any rest often blaming the Nicety of their Art and his Stars and often asking if they lost that opportunity that Fortune had now given 'em whether all their Art or Stars or Devils could retrieve it and nothing would that Night appease him or dispossess'd the Sorcerers of this opinion The next day they received certain intelligence that a considerable supply would re-inforce the Royal Army under the Conduct of a Prince of the Blood which were every moment expected This news made the Prince rave and he broke out into all the rage imaginable against the Wizards who defended themselves with all the reasons of their Art but it was all in vain and he vow'd he would that Night engage the Enemy if he could find but one faithful Friend to second him tho he dyed in the attempt that he was worn out with the Toils he had undergone haras'd almost to death and would wait no longer the approach of his lazy Fate but boldly advancing meet it what Face so ' ere it bore They besought him on their Knees he would not overthrow the Glorious Design so long in bringing to perfection just in the very Minute of happy projection but to wait those certain Fates that would bring him Glory and Honour on their Wings and who if slighted would abandon him to distruction it was but some few Hours more and then they were his own to be commanded by him 't was thus they drill'd and delay'd him on till Night when again he sent out his Scouts to discover the Posture of the Enemy and himself in the mean time went to Council Philander fail'd not to be sent for thither who sometimes feign'd Excuses to keep away and when he did come he fate unconcern'd neither giving or receiving any advice This was taken notice of by all but Cesario who look'd upon it as his being overwatch'd and fatigu'd with the Toils of the day his Sullenness did not pass so in the opinion of the rest they saw or at least thought they saw some other marks of discontent in his fine Eyes which Love so much better became One of the Princes Offices and Captain of his Guard who was an old Hereditary Rogue and whose Father had suffer'd in a Rebellion before a Fellow rough and daring comes boldly to the Prince when the Council rose and ask'd him if he were resolved to Engage He told him he was Then said he give me leave to shoot Philander in the Head This blunt proposition given without any manner of reason or Circumstance made the Prince start back a step or two and ask him his meaning of what he said Sir replyed the Captain if you will be safe Philander must Die for however it appear to your Highness to all the Camp he shows the Traytor and 't is more than doubted he and the King of France understand one another but too well Therefore if you would be Victor let him be dispatch'd and I my self will undertake it Hold said the Prince if I could believe what you say to be true I should not take so base a revenge I would Fight like a Souldier and he should be treated like a man of Honour Sir said Vaneur for that was the Captains name do not in the Circumstances we now are in talk of treating with those that would ' betray us like men of Honour we cannot stand upon decency in killing who have so many to dispatch we came not into France to fight Duels and stand on nice Punctillios I say we must make quick work and I have a good Pistol charged with two handsome Bullets that shall as soon as he appears amongst us on Horse-back do his business as gentilely as can be and rid you of one of the most powerful of your Enemies To this the Prince would by no means agree not believing one syllable of the Accusation Vaneur swore then that he would not draw a Sword for his Service while Philander was suffered to live and he was as good as his word He said in going out that he would obey the Prince but he beg'd his pardon if he did not lift a Hand on his side and in an Hour after sent him his Commission and waited on him and was with him almost till the last in all the danger but would not Fight having made a solemn Vow Several others were of Vaneur's opinion but the Prince believ'd nothing of it Philander being indeed as he said weary of the design and party and regarded them as his Ruiners who with fair pretences drew him into a bad Cause which his Youth had not then considered and from which he could not untangle himself By this time the Scout was come back who inform'd the Prince that now was the best time in the World to Attack the Enemy who all lay supinely in their Tents and did not expect a Surprize that the very out-guards were slender and that it would not be hard to put 'em to a great deal of Confusion The Prince who was enough impatient before now was all Fire and Spirit and 't was not in the Power of Magick to withhold him but hasting immediately to Horse with as much speed as possible he got at the Head of his Men and marching on directy to the Enemy put them into so great a surprize that it may be admired how they got themselves into a condition of defence and to make short of a business that was not long in acting I may avow nothing but the immediate hand of the Almighty who favours the juster side and is always ready for the support of those who approach so near their own Divinity sacred and anointed Heads could have turned the Fortune of the Battle to the Royal side
Lodgings to know if any Accident had prevented her coming but that when he came tho' he had been with her but an Hour before she was gone away with Philander never more to return The Youth not being able to carry this sad news to his Lord when he came home offered at a hundred things to conceal the right but the impatient Lover would not be so answered but all inraged commanded him to tell that Truth which he found already but too apparently in his Eyes The Lad so commanded could no longer defer telling him Silvia was gone and being asked again and again what he meant with a Face and Voice that every Moment altered to dying the Page assured him she was gone out of Bruxells with Philander never more to return which was no sooner told him but he sunk on the Couch where he lay and fainted He farther told him how long it was and with what Difficulty he was recovered to Life and that after he was so he refused to speak or see any Visitors could for a long time be neither perswaded to eat nor sleep but that he had spoke to no body ever since and did now believe he could not procure him the Favour he beg'd That nevertheless he would go and see what the very Name of any that had but a relation to the Family of Silvia would produce in him whether a storm of Passion or a calm of Grief Either would be better than a Dulness all silent and sad in which there was no understanding what he meant by it Whoever spoke he only made a short sign and turn'd away as much as to say Speak no more to me But now resolv'd to try his Temper hasted to his Lord and told him that Brilljard full of Penitence for his past Fault and Grief for the ill Condition he heard he was in was come to pay his humble Respects to him and gain his Pardon before he went to his Lord and Silvia without which he had nor could have any peace of Mind he being too sensible of the baseness of the Injury he had done him At the Name of Philander and Silvia Octavio show'd some signs of listening but to the rest no regard and starting from the Bed where he was laid Ah! what hast thou said cry'd he The Page then repeated the Message and was commanded to bring him up who accordingly with all the signs of Submission cast himself at his Feet and Mercy and tho' he were an Enemy the very thought that he belonged to Silvia made Octavio caress him as the dearest of Friends He kept him with him two or three days and would not suffer him to stir from him but all their Discourse was of the faithless Silvia of whom the deceived Lover spoke the softest unheard tender things that ever Passion utter'd He made the amorous Brilljard weep a hundred times a-day and ever when he would have sooth'd his Heart with Hopes of seeing her and one day injoying her intirely to himself he would with so much peace of Mind renounce her as Brilljard no longer doubted but he would indeed not more trust her fickle Sex At last the News arrived that Cesario was in Bruxells and Brillijard was obliged the next Morning to take Horse and to go to his Lord And to make himself the more acceptable to Silvia he humbly besought Octavio to write some part of his Resentment to her that he might oblige her to a Reason for what she had so inhumanly done This flattered him a little and he was not long before he was overcome by Brilljard's Intreaties who having his Ends in every thing believed this Letter might contain at least something to asist in his Design by giving him Authority over her by so great a Secret The next Morning before he took Horse he waited on Octavio for his Letter and promised him an Answer at his Return which would be in a few days The Letter was open and Octavio suffered Brilljard to read it making him an absolute Confident in his Amour which having done he besought him to add one thing more to it and that was to beg her to forgive Brilljard which for his sake he knew she would do He told him he was obliged as a good Christian and a dying Man one resolved for Heaven to do that good Office and accordingly did Brilljard taking Post immediately arrived to Philander where he found every thing as he wished all out of Humour still on the Fret and ever peevish He had not seen Silvia as I said since she went from Holland and now knew not which way to approach her Philander was abroad on some of his usual Gallantries when Brilljard arrived and having discoursed a while of the Affairs of his Lord and Silvia he told Antonett he had a great desire to speak with that dissatisfied fair one assuring her he believed his Visit would be welcome from what he had to say to her concerning Octavio She told him with infinite Joy that she did not doubt of his Pardon from her Lady if he brought any News from that gallant injured Man and in all hast tho' her Lady saw no body but refused to rise from her Couch she ran to her and besought her to see Brilljard for he came with a Message from Octavio the Person who was the Subject of their Discourse Night and Day when alone She immediately sent for Brilljard who approach'd his Goddess with a trembling Devotion he kneel'd before her and humbly besought her Pardon for all that was past But she who with the very Thought that he had something to say from Octavio forgot all but that and hastily bid him rise and take all he ask'd and hope for what he wished In this Transport she imbraced his Head and kiss'd his Cheek and took him up That Madam said Brilljard which your divine Bounty alone has given me without any Merit in me I durst not have had the Confidence to have hop'd without my Credential from a nobler Hand This Madam said he And gives her a Letter from Octavio The dear hand she knew and kiss'd a hundred times as she opened it and having increated Brilljard to withdraw for a Moment that he might not see her Concern at the reading it she sate her down and found it this Octavio to Silvia I Confess oh faithless Silvia that I shall appear in writing to you to show a Weakness ever below that of your Infidelity nor durst I have trusted myself to have spoken so many sad soft things as I shall do in this Letter had I not try'd the Strength of my Heart and found I could upbraid you without talking myself out of that Resolution I have taken but because I would dy in perfect Charity with thee as with all the World I should be glad to know I could forgive thee for yet thy Sins appear too black for Mercy Ah! why charming Ingrate have you left me no one Excuse for all your Ills to me Why have
Youth with all the Vanities of Ambition they have made themselves absolutely useful to him This Scot being a most inveterate Enemy to France le ts the Prince rest neither Night nor Day but is still inspiring him with new Hopes of a Crown and laying him down all the false Arguments imaginable to spur the active Spirit My Lord is not of the Opinion yet seems to comply with them in Council he laughs at all the Fopperies of Charms and Incantations insomuch that he many times angers the Prince and is in eternal little Feuds with Hermione The German would often in these Disputes say he found by his Art That the Stop to the Princes Glory would be his Love This so incensed Hermione and consequently the Prince that they had like to have broke with him but durst not for fear he knowing too much to be disobliged On the other side Fergusano is most wonderfully charmed with the Wit and masculine Spirit of Hermione her Courage and the manliness of her Mind and understanding what way she would be served resolved to obey her finding she had an absolute Ascendant over the Prince whom by this means he knew he should get into his sole Management Hermione tho' she seemed to be possess'd so intirely of Cesarrio's Heart found she had great and powerful Opposers who believ'd the Prince lay idling in her Arms and that possibly she might eclipse his Fame by living at that rate with a Woman he had no other Pretensions to but Love and many other Motives were urged daily to him by the Admirers of his great Actions And she feared with reason that some time or other Ambition might get the Ascendant of Love She therefore in her Mid-night Conferences with Fergusano often urg'd him to show her that piece of his Art to make a Philtre to retain fleeting Love and not only keep a Passion alive but even revive it from the dead She tells him of her Contract with him she urges his forced Marriage as she was pleased to call it in his Youth and that he being so young she believed he might find it lawful to marry himself a second time that possibly his Princess was for the Interest of the King and Men of his elivated Fortune ought not to be ty'd to those Strictnesses of common Men but for the good of the Publick sometimes act beyond the musty Rules of Law and Equity those politick Bands to confine the Mobile At this unreasonable rate she pl●ads her Right to Cesario and he har●ens with all Attention and approves so well all she says that he resolves not only to attach the Prince to her by all the force of the black Art but that of necessary Marriage also This pleased her to the last degree and she left him after he had promised her to bring her the Philtre by the Morning for it was that she most urged the other requiring time to argue with him and work him by degrees to it Accordingly the next Morning he brings her a Tooth-pick-case of Gold of rare infernal Workmanship wrought with a thousand Charms of that Force that every time the Prince should touch it and while he but wore it about him his Fondness should not only continue but increase and he should hate all Womankind besides at least in the way of Love and have no power to possess another Woman tho' she had all the Attractions of Nature He tells her the Prince could never suspect so familiar a Present and for the fineness of the Work it was a Present for a Prince For said he no human Art could frame so rare a piece of Workmanship that Nine Nights the most delicate of the Infernals were mixing the Metal with the most powerful of Charms and watch'd the critical Minutes of the Stars in which to form the mystick Figures every one being a Spell upon the Heart of that unerring Magick no mortal Power could ever dissolve undo or conquer The only Art now was in giving it so as to oblige him n●ver to part with it and she who had all the Cunning of her Sex undertook for that part She dismissed her infernal Confident and went to her Toilet to dress her knowing well that the Prince would not be long before he came to her She laid the Tooth-pick-Case down so as he could not avoid seeing it The Prince came immediately after in as he ever used to do Night and Morning to see her dress her he saw this gay Thing on her Table and took it in his Hand admiring the Work of it as he was the most curious Person in the World She told him there was not a finer wrought thing in the World and that she had a very great Esteem for it it being made by the Sybils and bade him mind the Antiqueness of the Work The more she commended it the more he liked it and told her she must let him call it his She told him he would give it away to the next Commender He vow'd he would not She told him then he should not only call it his but it should in reality be so and he vow'd it should be the last thing he would part with in the World From that time forward she found or thought she found a more impatient Fondness in him than she had seen before however it was she rul'd and govern'd him as she pleased and indeed never was so great a Slave to Beauty as in my Opinion he was to none at all for she is far from having any natural Charms yet it was not long since it was absolutely believed by all that he had been resolved to give himself wholly up to her Arms to have sought no other Glory than to have retired to a Corner of the World with her and changed all his Crowns of Laurel for those of Roses But some stirring Spirits have roused him anew and awakened Ambition in him and they are on great Designs which possibly ere long may make all France to tremble yet still Hermione is oppressed with Love and the Effects of dayly increasing Passion He has perpetual Correspondence with the Party in Paris and Advice of all things that pass they let him know they are ready to receive him whenever he can bring a Force into France nor needs he any considerable Number he having already there in every place through which he shall pass all or the most part of the Hearts and Hands at his Devotion and they want but Arms and they shall gather as they go They desire he will land himself in some part of the Kingdom and it would be Incouragement enough to all the joyful People who will from all parts flock together In fine he is offered all Assistance and Money and least all the Forces of France should be bent against him he has Friends of great Quality and Interest that are resolved to rise in several places of the Kingdom in Languedoc and Guinny whether the King must be obliged to send his Forces
any other way he held her fast in those Arms that trembled yet with Love and new-past Joy he found a Pleasure even in her Railing with a Tenderness that spoke more Love than any other Language Love could speak Betwixt his Sighs he pleads his Right of Love and the Authority of his solemn Vows he tells her that the Marriage Ceremony was but contrived to satisfy the Ignorant and to proclaim his Title to the Crowd but Vows and Contracts were the same to Heaven He speaks and she believes and well she might for all he spoke was honourable Truth He knew no Guile but uttered all his Soul and all that Soul was Honest Just and Brave thus by degrees he brought her to a Calm In this soft Rancounter he had discovered a thousand new Charms in Silvia and contrary to those Men whose end of Love is Lust which extinguish together Octavio found increase of Tenderness from every Bliss she gave and grew at last so fond so doating on the still more charming Maid that he neglected all his Interest his Business in the State and what he ow'd his Uncle and his Friends and became the common Theam over all the United Provinces for his Wantonness and Luxury as they were pleased to call it and living so contrary to the Humour of those more sordid and slovenly Men of Quality which make up the Nobility of that parcel of the World For while thus he lived retired scarce visiting any one or permitting any to visit him they charge him with a thousand Crimes of having given himself over to Effeminacy as indeed he grew too Lazy in her Arms neglecting Glory Arms and Power for the more real Joys of Life while she even Rifles him with Extravagancy and grows so bold and hardy that regarding not the Humours of the stingy censorious Nation his Interest or her own Fame she is seen every day in his Coaches going to take the Air out of Town puts him upon Balls and vast expensive Treats devises new Projects and ways of Diversion till some of the more busie Impertinents of the Town made a publick Complaint to his Uncle and the rest of the States urging he was a Scandal to the Reverend and Honourable Society On which it was decreed that he should either lose that Honour or take up and live more according to the Gravity and Authority of a Senator This Incenses Sebastian both against the States and his Nephew for tho' he had often reproved and counselled him yet he scorn'd his Darling should be school'd by his Equals in Power So that resolving either to discard him or draw him from the Love of this Woman he one Morning goes to his Nephews House and sending him up word by his Page he would speak to him he was conducted to his Chamber where he found him in his Night-Gown He began to upbraid him first with his want of Respect and Duty to him and next of his Affairs neglecting to give his Attendance on the Publick He tells him he is become a Scandal to the Common-Wealth and that he liv'd a lude Life with another Man's Wife He tells him he has all her Story and she was not only a Wife but a scandalous Mistress too to Philander She boasts says he of Honourable Birth but what 's that when her Conduct is Infamous In short Sir continued he your Life is obnoxious to the whole Province Why what Sir cannot honest Men's Daughters cry'd he more angerly serve your turn but you must crack a Commandment Why this is flat Adultery A little Fornication in a civil way might have been allow'd but this is stark naught In fine Sir quit me this Woman and quit her me presently or in the first place I renounce thee cast thee from me as a Stranger and will leave thee to Ruine and the incensed States A little Pleasure a little Recreation I can allow A Layer of Love and a Layer of Business But to neglect the Nation for a Wench is flat Treason against the State and I wish there were a Law against all such unreasonable Whore-Masters that are States-Men for the rest 't is no great matter Therefore in a Word Sir leave me off this Mistress of yours or we will secure her yet for a French Spy that comes to debauch our Common-Wealths-Men The States can do it Sir they can Hitherto Octavio received all with Blush and Bow in sign of Obedience but when his Uncle told him the States would send away his Mistriss no longer able to contain his Rage he broke out into all the Violence imaginable against them and swore he would not now forego Silvia to be Monarch over all the nasty Provinces and 't was a greater Glory to be a Slave at her Feet Go tell your States cry'd he They are a company of Cynical Fops born to moyl on in sordid Business who never were worthy to understand so great a Happiness of Life as that of nobler Love Tell 'em I scorn the dull Gravity of those Asses of the Common-Wealth fit only to bear the dirty Load of State-Affairs and die old busie Fools The Uncle who little expected such a Return from him who used to be all Obedience began more gently to perswade him with more solid Reason but could get no other Answer from him than that what he commanded he should find it Difficult to disobey and so for that time they parted Some days after he never coming so much as near their Councils they sent for him to answer the Contempt He came and received abundance of hard Reproaches and finding they were resolved to Degrade him he presently rallied them in Answer to all they said nor could all the Cautions of his Friends perswade him to any Submission after receiving so rough and ill-bred a Treatment as they gave him And impatient to return to Silvia where all his Joys were Centered he was with much a-do perswaded to stay and hear the Resolution of the Council which was to take from him those Honours he held amongst them at which he cock'd and smil'd and told 'em he receiv'd what he was much more proud of than of those useless Trifles they call'd Honours and wishes they might treat all that served them at that ungrateful Rate For he that had received a hundred Wounds and lost a Stream of Blood for their Security shall if he kiss their Wives against their Wills be banish'd like a Coward So hasting from the Council he got into his Coach and went to Silvia This incensed the old Gentlemen to a high Degree and they carried it against the younger Party because more in Number That this French Lady who was for high-Treason as they call'd it forc'd to fly France should be no longer protected in Holland And in order to her Removal or rather their Revenge on Octavio they sent out their Warrant to Apprehend her and either to send her as an Enemy to France or force her to some other part of the World For
a day or two Sebastian's Interest prevailed for the stoping the Warrant believing he should be able to bring his Nephew to some Submission which when he found in vain he betook himself to his Chamber and refused any Visits or Diversions By this time Octavio's rallying the States was become the Jest of the Town and all the Sparks laugh'd at them as they past and Lampoon'd 'em to damnable Dutch Tunes which so highly incens'd 'em that they sent immediately and serv'd the Warrant on Silvia whom they surpriz'd in Octavio's Coach as she was coming from taking the Air. You may imagine what an Agony of Trouble and Grief our generous and surpriz'd Lover was in It was in vain to make Resistance and he who before would not have submitted to have sav'd his Life to the States now for the Preservation of one moments Content to Silvia he was ready to go and fall at their Feet kiss their Shooes and implore their Pity He first accompanies her to the House of the Messenger where he only is permitted to behold her with Eyes of dying Love and unable to say any thing to her left her with such Gifts and Charge to the Messengers Care as might oblige him to treat her well While Silvia less surprized bid him at going from her not to afflict himself for any thing she suffered she found it was the Malice of the pevish old Magistrates and that the most they could do to her was to send her from him This last she spoke with a Sigh that pierced his Heart more sensibly than ever any thing yet had done and he only reply'd with a Sigh No Silvia no rigid Power on Earth shall ever be able to deprive you of my eternal Adoration or to separate me one Moment from Silvia after she is compell'd to leave this ungrateful place and whose Departure I will hasten all that I can since the Land is not worthy of so great a Blessing So leaving her for a little Space he hasted to his Uncle whom he found very much discontented He throws himself at his Feet and assails him with all the moving Eloquence of Sighs and Tears in vain was all in vain alas he pleads From this he flies to Rage and says all a distracted Lover could power forth to ease a tortured Heart what Divinity did he not provoke Wholly regardless even of Heaven and Man he made a publick Confession of his Passion deny'd her being married to Brilljard and weeps as he protests her Innocence He kneels again implores and begs anew and made the movingest Moan that ever touched a Heart but could receive no other Return but Threats and Frowns The old Gentleman had never been in Love since he was born no not enough to marry but bore and unaccountable Hate to the whole Sex and therefore was pityless to all he could say on the Score of Love tho' he endeavours to soften him by a thousand things more dear to him For my Sake Sir said he if ever my soft Pleawere grateful to you when all your Ioy was in the young Octavio release release the charming Silvia regard her tender Youth her blooming Beauty her timorous helpless Sex her noble Quality and save her from the rude Assaults of Power Oh save the Lovely Maid This he uttered with interrupting Sighs and Tears which fell upon the Floor as he pursu'd the Obdurate on his Knees At last Pity touch'd his Heart and he said Spare Sir the Character of your inchanting Circe for I have heard too much of her and what Mischiefs she has bred in France abandoning her Honour betraying a vertuous Sister defaming her Noble Parents and ruining an Illustrious young Noble Man who was both her Brother and her Lover This Sir in short is the Character of your Beauteous Innocent Alas Sir reply'd Octavio you never saw this Maid or if you had you would not be so cruel Go to Sir reply'd the old Gentleman I am not so soon softened at the sight of Beauty But do but see her Sir reply'd Octavio and then perhaps you will be charm'd like me You are a Fop Sir reply'd Sebastian and if you would have me allow any Favour to your inchanting Lady you must promise me first to abandon her and marry the Widow of Monsieur who is vastly Rich and whom I have so often recommended to you she loves you too and tho' she be not fair she has the best Fortune of any Lady in the Netherlands On these Terms Sir I am for a Reconciliation with you and will immediately go and deliver the fair Prisoner and she shall have her Liberty to go or stay or do what she please and now Sir you know my Will and Pleasure Octavio found it vain to pursue him any further with his Petitions only reply'd it was wonderous hard and cruel To which the old one reply'd 'T is what must be done I have resolved it or my Estate in value above two hundred thousand Pounds shall be disposed of to your Sister the Countess of Clarinau And this he ended with an Execration on himself if he did not do and he was a Man that always was just to his Word Much more to this ungrateful effect he spoke and Octavio had Recourse to all the Dissimulation his generous Soul was capable of and 't was the first base thing and sure the last that ever he was guilty of He promises his Uncle to obey all his Commands and Injunctions since he would have it so and only beg'd he might be permitted but one Visit to take his last Leave of her This was at first refused but at last provided he might hear what he said to her he would suffer him to go For said the crafty old Man who knew too well the Cunning of Youth I will have no Tricks put upon me I will not be outwitted by a young Knave This was the worst part of all he knew if he alone could speak with her they might have contriv'd by handsome agreeing Flattery to have accomplish'd their Design which was first by the Authority of the old Gentleman to have freed her from Confinement and next to have setled his Affairs in the best Posture he could and without valuing his Uncle's Fortune his own being greater he resolv'd to go with her into Flanders or Italy but his going with him to visit her would prevent whatever they might resolve But since the Liberty of Silvia was first to be considered he resolves since it must be so and leaves the rest to Time and his good Fortune Well then Sir said Octavio since you have resolv'd your self to be a Witness of those melancholy things I shall possibly say to her let us haste to end the great Affair Hang it Cry'd Sebastian if I go I shall abuse the young Hussie or commit some Indecency that will not be suitable to good Manners I hope you will not Sir reply'd Octavio Whip 'em whip 'em reply'd the Uncle I hate the young cozening