Lady Smart. Why, guess if you can.
Miss. A boy, I suppose.
Lady Smart. No, you are out; guess again.
Miss. A girl then.
Lady Smart. You have hit it; I believe you are a witch.
Miss. O madam, the gentlemen say, all fine ladies are witches; but I pretend to no such thing.
Lady Answ. Well she had good luck to draw Tom Plump into wedlock; she ris' wath her a— upwards.
Miss. Fie, madam; what do you mean?
Lady Smart. O miss, 'tis nothing what we say among ourselves.
Miss. Ay, madam; but they say, hedges have eyes, and walls have ears.
Lady Answ. Well, miss, I can't help it; you know, I'm old Telltruth; I love to call a spade a spade.
Lady Smart. [mistakes the teatongs for the spoon.] What! I think my wits are a wool-gathering to day.
Miss. Why, madam, there was but a right and a wrong.
Lady Smart. Miss, I hear that you and lady Coupler are as great as cup and can.
Lady Answ. Ay, miss, as great as the devil and the earl of Kent.
Lady Smart. Nay, I am told you meet together with as much love as there is between the old cow and the haystack.
Miss. I own I love her very well; but there's difference between staring and stark mad.
Lady Smart. They say, she begins to grow fat.
Miss. Fat! ay, fat as a hen in the forehead.
Lady Smart. Indeed, lady Answerall (pray forgive
me)
