Squ. _Rich._ Nay, that's as you see good----I did no' think 'at you would ha' thowght of me for a husband, mayhap; unless I had means in my own hands; and feyther allows me but half a crown a week, as yet a while. _Myr._ Oh! when I like any body, 'tis not want of money will make me refuse them. Squ. _Rich._ Well, that's just my mind now; for 'an I like a girl, Miss, I would take her in her smuck. _Myr._ Ay, Master, now you speak like a man of honour: this shews something of a true heart in you. Squ. _Rich._ Ay, and a true heart you'll find me; try me when you will. _Myr._ Hush! hush! here's your papa come home, and my aunt with him. Squ. _Rich._ A devil rive 'em, what do they come naw for? _Myr._ When you and I get to the masquerade, you shall see what I'll say to you. Squ. _Rich._ Well, hands upon't then---- _Myr._ There---- Squ. _Rich._ One buss and a bargain. [_Kisses her._ Ads wauntlikins! as soft and plump as a marrow-pudding. [_Exeunt severally._ _Enter Sir ~Francis Wronghead~ and Mrs. ~Motherly~._ Sir _Fran._ What! my wife and daughter abroad say you? _Moth._ O dear Sir, they have been mighty busy all the day long; they just came home to snap up a short dinner, and so went out again. Sir _Fran._ Well, well, I shan't stay supper for 'em, I can tell 'em that: For ods-heart! I have had nothing in me, but a toast and a tankard, since morning. _Moth._ I am afraid, Sir, these late Parliament hours won't agree with you. Sir _Fran._ Why, truly, Mrs. _Motherly_, they don't do right with us country gentlemen; to lose one meal out of three, is a hard tax upon a good stomach. _Moth._ It is so indeed, Sir. Sir _Fran._ But, hawsomever, Mrs. _Motherly_, when we consider, that what we suffer is for the good of our country---- _Moth._ Why truly, Sir, that is something. Sir _Fran._ Oh! there's a great deal to be said for't--the good of one's country is above all things----A true hearted _Englishman_ thinks nothing too much for it----I have heard of some honest gentlemen so very zealous, that for the good of their country----they would sometimes go to dinner at midnight. _Moth._ O! the goodness of 'em! sure their country must have vast esteem for them? Sir _Fran._ So they have Mrs. _Motherly_; they are so respected when they come home to their Boroughs, after a session, and so belov'd----that their country will come and dine with them every day in the week. _Moth._ Dear me! what a fine thing it is to be so populous? Sir _Fran._ It is a great comfort, indeed! and I can assure you you are a good sensible woman, Mrs. _Motherly_. _Moth._ O dear Sir, your Honour's pleas'd to compliment. Sir _Fran._ No, no, I see you know how to value people of consequence. _Moth._ Good lack! here's company, Sir; will you give me leave to get you a little something 'till the ladies come home, Sir?