Lady _Head._ Colonel, you are one with us, are you not? Lady _Ara._ O, I'll answer for him, he'll be out at nothing. _Capt._ In a facetious way; he is the politest person; he will lose his money to the ladies so civilly, and will win theirs with so much good breeding; and he will be so modest to 'em before company, and so impudent to 'em in a dark corner. Ha! colonel! Lady _Head._ So I found him, I'm sure, last night----Mercy on me, an ounce of virtue less than I had, and Sir _Francis_ had been undone. _Capt._ Colonel, I smoke you. _Col._ And a fine character you give the ladies of me, to help me. _Capt._ I give 'em just the character of you they like, modest and brave. Come, ladies, to business; look to your money, every woman her hand upon her purse. Miss _Betty._ Here's mine, captain. _Capt._ O the little soft velvet one--and it's as full--Come, Lady Blowse, rattle your dice and away with 'em. Lady _Ara._ Six----at all----five to six----Five----Eight----at all again----Nine to eight----Nine---- _Enter Sir ~Francis~, and stands gazing at 'em._ Seven's the main----at all for ever. [_Throws out._ Miss _Betty._ Now, mama, let's see what you can do. [_Lady ~Headpiece~ takes the box._ Lady _Head._ Well, I'll warrant you, daughter---- Miss _Betty._ If you do, I'll follow a good example. Lady _Head._ Eight's the main----don't spare me, gentlemen, I fear you not----have at you all----seven to eight----seven. _Capt._ Eight, Lady, eight----Five pounds if you please. Lady _Ara._ Three, kinswoman. _Col._ Two, Madam. Miss _Betty._ And one for Miss, Mama----and now let's see what I can do. [_Aside._] If I should win enough this morning to buy me another new gown--O bless me! there they go----seven----come, captain, set me boldly, I want to be at a handful. _Capt._ There's two for you, miss. Miss _Betty._ I'll at 'em, tho' I die for't. Sir _Fran._ Ah, my poor child, take care. [_Runs to stop the throw._ Miss _Betty._ There. _Capt._ Out--twenty pound], young lady. Sir _Fran._ False dice, Sir. _Capt._ False dice, Sir? I scorn your words----twenty pounds, Madam. Miss _Betty._ Undone, undone! Sir _Fran._ She shan't pay you a farthing, Sir; I won't have miss cheated. _Capt._ Cheated, Sir? Lady _Head._ What do you mean, Sir _Francis_, to disturb the company, and abuse the gentleman thus? Sir _Fran._ I mean to be in a passion. Lady _Head._ And why will you be in a passion, Sir _Francis_?