[_Exit ~Flip~._ +SCENE+ _opens._ _~Araminta~, ~Corinna~, ~Gripe~, and ~Money-trap~ at a tea-table, very gay and laughing. ~Clarissa~ comes in to 'em._ _Omnes._ Ha! ha! ha! ha! _Mon._ Mighty well, O mighty well indeed! _Clar._ Save you, save you good folks, you are all in rare humour methinks. _Gripe._ Why, what shou'd we be otherwise for, Madam? _Clar._ Nay, I don't know, not I, my dear; but I han't had the happiness of seeing you since our honey-moon was over, I think. _Gripe._ Why to tell you the truth, my dear, 'tis the joy of seeing you at home; [_Kisses her._] You see what charms you have, when you are pleased to make use of 'em. _Aram._ Very gallant truly. _Clar._ Nay, and what's more, you must know, he's never to be otherwise henceforwards; we have come to an agreement about it. _Mon._ Why, here's my love and I have been upon just such another treaty too. _Aram._ Well, sure there's some very peaceful star rules at present. Pray heaven continue its reign. _Mon._ Pray do you continue its reign, you ladies; for 'tis all in your power. [_Leering at ~Clarissa~._ _Gripe._ My neighbour _Money-trap_ says true at least I'll confess frankly [_Ogling ~Araminta~._] 'tis in one lady's power to make me the best-humour'd man on earth. _Mon._ And I'll answer for another, that has the same over me. [_Ogling ~Clarissa~._ _Clar._ 'Tis mighty fine, gentlemen, mighty civil husbands indeed. _Gripe._ Nay, what I say's true, and so true, that all quarrels being now at an end, I am willing, if you please, to dispense with all that fine company we talk'd of to-day, be content with the friendly conversation of our two good neighbours here, and spend all my toying hours alone with my sweet wife. _Mon._ Why, truly, I think now, if these good women pleas'd, we might make up the prettiest little neighbourly company between our two families, and set a defiance to all the impertinent people in the world. [_Aside._ _Clar._ The rascals! _Aram._ Indeed I doubt you'd soon grow weary, if we grew fond. _Gripe._ Never, never, for our wives have wit, neighbour, and that never palls. _Clar._ And our husbands have generosity, _Araminta_, and that seldom palls. _Gripe._ So that's a wipe for me now, because I did not give her a new-year's gift last time; but be good, and I'll think of some tea-cups for you, next year. _Mon._ And perhaps I mayn't forget a fan, or as good a thing----hum, hussy. _Clar._ Well, upon these encouragements, _Araminta_, we'll try how good we can be. _Gripe._ Well, this goes most rarely: poor _Money-trap_, he little thinks what makes his wife so easy in his company. [_Aside._