Plays, written by Sir John Vanbrugh, volume the secondVanbrugh, John
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Plays, written by Sir John Vanbrugh, volume the second
Vanbrugh, John
Comedy plays; English drama -- 18th century
Mrs. _Moth._ But one should not talk of people of qualities
family-concerns.
Lady _Head._ O, no matter, Mrs. _Motherly_, as long as it goes no
farther. My Lord, you were saying----
Mrs. _Moth._ Why, my Lord, Madam, is a little humoursome, they say.
Lady _Head._ Humoursome?
Mrs. _Moth._ Yes, they say he's humoursome.
Lady _Head._ As how, pray?
Mrs. _Moth._ Why, if my poor lady perhaps does but stay out at night,
may be four or five hours after he's in bed, he'll be cross.
Lady _Head._ What, for such a thing as that?
Mrs. _Moth._ Yes, he'll be cross; and then if she happens, it may be,
to be unfortunate at play, and lose a great deal of money, more than
she has to pay, then Madam----he'll snub.
Lady _Head._ Out upon him! snub such a woman as she is? I can tell you,
Mrs. _Motherly_, I that am but a country lady, should Sir _Francis_
take upon him to snub me, in _London_, he'd raise a spirit would make
his hair stand on end.
Mrs. _Moth._ Really, Madam, that's the only way to deal with 'em.
_Enter Miss ~Betty~._
And here comes pretty Miss _Betty_, that I believe will never be made a
fool of, when she's married.
Miss _Betty._ No by my troth won't I. What are you talking of my being
married, mother?
Lady _Head._ No, Miss; Mrs. _Motherly_ was only saying what a good wife
you wou'd make, when you were so.
Miss _Betty._ The sooner it is try'd, mother, the sooner it will be
known. Lord, here's the colonel, Madam!
_Enter ~Colonel~._
Lady _Head._ Colonel, your servant.
Miss _Betty._ Your servant, colonel.
_Col._ Ladies, your most obedient----I hope, Madam, the town air agrees
with you?
Lady _Head._ Mighty well, Sir.
Miss _Betty._ Oh prodigious well, Sir. We have bought a new coach and
an ocean of new clothes, and we are to go to the play to-night, and
to-morrow we go to the opera, and next night we go to the assembly, and
then the next night after, we----
Lady _Head._ Softly, Miss----Do you go to the play to-night, colonel?
_Col._ I did not design it, Madam; but now I find there is to be such
good company, I'll do myself the honour (if you'll give me leave,
ladies) to come and lead you to your coach.
Lady _Head._ It's extremely obliging.
Miss _Betty_. It is indeed mighty well-bred. Lord! colonel, what a
difference there is between your way and our country companions; one of
them would have said, what, you are aw gooing to the playhouse then?
Yes, says we, won't you come and lead us out? No, by good feggins, says
he, ye ma' e'en ta' care o' yoursells, y'are awd enough; and so he'd
ha' gone to get drunk at the tavern against we came home to supper.
Mrs. _Moth._ Ha, ha, ha! well, sure Madam, your Ladyship is the
happiest mother in the world to have such a charming companion to your
daughter.
_Col._ The prettiest creature upon earth!
Miss _Betty._ D'ye hear that, mother? Well, he's a fine gentleman
really, and I think a man of admirable sense.
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