ADY  TOUCH.  Was't  not  lucky?

Mask.  Lucky!  Fortune  is  your  own,
and  'tis   her  interest  so   to  be.     By
Heaven,  I  believe  you  can  control  her
power !    and    she    fears    it ;    though
chance  brought   my  lord,  'twas  your
own  art  that  turned  it  to  advantage.
Lady  Touch.  'Tis  true,  it  might  have  been  my  ruin —
But  yond_«;-'s  my  lord,  I  believe,  he's  coming  to  find  you.
I'll  not  be  seen.  \_Exit.
Mask.  So  ;  I  durst  not  own  my  introducing  my  lord,
though  it  succeeded  well  for  her,  for  she  would  have
suspected  a  design  which  I  should  have  been  puzzled  to
excuse.  My  lord  is  thoughtful — I'll  be  so  too,  yet  he
shall  know  my  thoughts ;  or  think  he  does.
Enter  Lord  ToucHwood.
What  have  I  done?

Lord  ToucJi.   \Asidc.\  Talking  to  himself!

Mask.  Twas  honest — and  shall  I  be  rewarded  for  it !
No,  'twas  honest,  therefore  I  shan't. — Nay,  rather  there-
fore I  ought  not ;  for  it  rewards  itself.
Lord  Touch.  \Aside^\  Unequalled  virtue  !

Mask,  But  should  it  be  known!  then  I  have  lost  a


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friend.  He  was  an  ill-man,  and  I  have  gained  ;  for  half
myself  I  lent  him,  and  that  I  have  recalled;  so  I  have
served  myself,  and  what  is  yet  better,  I  have  served  a
worthy  lord,  to  whom  I  owe  myself.
