Lady Smart. Why his grandmother and mine had four elbows.
Lady Answ. Well, methinks here's a silent meeting. Come, miss, hold up your head, girl; there's money bid for you.
[Miss starts.
Miss. Lord, madam, you frighten me out of my seven senses!
Ld. Sparkish. Well, I must be going.
Lady Answ. I have seen hastier people than you stay all night.
Col. [to lady Smart.] Tom Neverout and I are to leap tomorrow for a guinea.
Miss. I believe, colonel, Mr. Neverout can leap at a crust better than you.
Neverout. Miss, your tongue runs before your wit; nothing can tame you but a husband.
Miss. Peace! I think I hear the church clock.
Neverout. Why you know, as the fool thinks —
Lady Smart. Mr. Neverout, your handkerchief's fallen.
Miss. Let him set his foot on it, that it may'nt fly in his face.
Neverout. Well, miss —
Miss. Ay, ay! many a one says well that thinks ill.
Neverout. Well, miss, I'll think on this.
Miss. That's rhime, if you take it in time.
Neverout. What! I see you are a poet.
Miss. Yes; if I had but the wit to show it.
Neverout. Miss, will you be so kind as to fill me a dish of tea?
Miss. Pray let your betters be served before you; I'm just going to fill one for myself; and, you know, the parson always christens his own child first.
Neverout.
