Miss. Lord, Mr. Neverout, one can't hear one's own ears for you.
Lady Smart. Indeed, madam, it is blindman's holiday; we shall soon be all of a colour.
Neverout. Why, then, miss, we may kiss where we like best.
Miss. Fogh! these men talk of nothing but kissing.
[She spits.
Neverout. What, miss, does it make your mouth water?
Lady Smart. It is as good be in the dark as without light; therefore pray bring in candles: they say, women and linen show best by candlelight: come, gentlemen, are you for a party at quadrille?
Col. I'll make one with you three ladies.
Lady Answ. I'll sit down, and be a stander by.
Lady Smart. [to Lady Answ.] Madam, does your ladyship never play?
Col. Yes; I suppose her ladyship plays sometimes for an egg at Easter.
Neverout. Ay; and a kiss at Christmas.
Lady Answ., Come, Mr. Neverout, hold your tongue, and mind your knitting.
Neverout. With all my heart; kiss my wife, and welcome.
The Colonel, Mr. Neverout, Lady Smart, and Miss, go to quadrille, and sit there till three in the morning.
They rise from cards.
Lady Smart. Well, miss, you'll have a sad husband, you have such good luck at cards.
Neverout. Indeed, miss, you dealt me sad cards; if you deal so ill by your friends, what will you do with your enemies?
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