_Cor._ Ah, Lord, if I'm thus before I come to't, _Flippanta_, what shall I be upon the very spot? Do but feel with what a thumpaty thump it goes. [_Putting her hand to her heart._ _Flip._ Nay it does make a filthy bustle, that's the truth on't, child. But I believe I shall make it leap another way, when I tell you, I'm cruelly afraid your father won't consent, after all. _Cor._ Why, he won't be the death of o'me, will he? _Flip._ I don't know, old folk are cruel; but we'll have a trick for him. _Brass_ and I have been consulting upon the matter, and agreed upon a surer way of doing it in spite of his teeth. _Cor._ Ay, marry, Sir, that were something. _Flip._ But then he must not know a word of any thing towards it. _Cor._ No, no. _Flip._ So, get you in immediately. _Cor._ One, two, three and away. [_Running off._ _Flip._ And prevent your mother's speaking on't. _Cor._ But is t'other way sure, _Flippanta_? _Flip._ Fear nothing, 'twill only depend upon you. _Cor._ Nay then----O ho, ho, ho, how pure that is! [_Exit ~Corinna~._ _~Flippanta~ sola._ Poor child! we may do what we will with her, as far as marrying her goes; when that's over, 'tis possible she mayn't prove altogether so tractable. But who's here? my sharper, I think: yes. _Enter ~Money-trap~._ _Mon._ Well, my best friend, how go matters? Has the restitution been received, ha? Was she pleas'd with it? _Flip._ Yes, truly; that is, she was pleas'd to see there was so honest a man in this immoral age. _Mon._ Well, but a----does she know that 'twas I that---- _Flip._ Why, you must know I begun to give her a little sort of a hint, and----and so----why, and so she begun to put on a sort of a severe, haughty, reserv'd, angry, forgiving air. But soft; here she comes: you'll see how you stand with her presently: but don't be afraid. Courage. _Mon._ He, hem. _Enter ~Clarissa~._ 'Tis no small piece of good fortune, Madam, to find you at home: I have often endeavour'd it in vain. _Clar._ 'Twas then unknown to me, for if I cou'd often receive the visits of so good a friend at home, I shou'd be more reasonably blam'd for being so much abroad. _Mon._ Madam, you make me---- _Clar._ You are the man of the world whose company I think is most to be desir'd. I don't compliment you when I tell you so, I assure you. _Mon._ Alas, Madam, your poor humble servant---- _Clar._ My poor humble servant however (with all the esteem I have for him) stands suspected with me for a vile trick, I doubt he has play'd me, which if I could prove upon him, I'm afraid I should punish him very severely. _Mon._ I hope, Madam, you'll believe I am not capable of----