SCENE IV.

_To them_ Martin.

_Mart._ Peace be with you all, Good People.

_Old Lar._ Peace cannot stay long in any Place where a Priest comes. [_Aside._

_Mart._ Daughter, I am ready to receive your Confession--

_Old Lar._ Ay, ay, she has a fine Parcel of sinful Thoughts to answer for, I warrant her.

_Mart._ Mr. _Laroon_, you are too much inclined to Slander, I must reprove you for it. My Daughter's Thoughts are as pure as a Saint's.

_Old Lar._ As any Saint's in Christendom within a Day of Matrimony.

_Mart._ Within a Day of Matrimony; it is too quick; I have not yet had sufficient Time to prepare her Mind for that solemn Sacrament.

_Old Lar._ Prepare her Mind for a young Fellow; prepare your Mind for a Bishoprick.

_Mart._ Sir, there are Ceremonies requisite, I shall be as expeditious as possible, but the Church has Rules.

_Old Lar._ Sir, you may be as expeditious or as slow as you please, but I will not have my Boy disappointed of his Happiness one Day, for all the Rules in _Europe_.