_Clar._ O! Liberty is a fine thing, _Flippanta_; it's a great help in conversation to have leave to say what one will. I have seen a woman of quality, who has not had one grain of wit, entertain a whole company the most agreeably in the world, only with her malice. But 'tis in vain to repine, I can't mend my condition, till my husband dies: so I'll say no more on't, but think of making the most of the state I am in. _Flip._ That's your best way, madam; and in order to it, pray consider how you'll get some ready money to set your basset-table a going; for that's necessary. _Clar._ Thou say'st true; but what trick I shall play my husband to get some, I don't know: for my pretence of losing my diamond necklace has put the man into such a passion, I'm afraid he won't hear reason. _Flip._ No matter; he begins to think 'tis lost in earnest: so I fancy you may venture to sell it, and raise money that way. _Clar._ That can't be, for he has left odious notes with all the goldsmiths in town. _Flip._ Well, we must pawn it then. _Clar._ I'm quite tir'd with dealing with those pawnbrokers. _Flip._ I'm afraid you'll continue the trade a great while, for all that. [_Aside._ _Enter ~Jessamin~._ _Jess._ Madam, there's the woman below that sells paint and patches, iron boddice, false teeth, and all sorts of things to the ladies; I can't think of her name. _Flip._ 'Tis Mrs. _Amlet_, she wants money. _Clar._ Well, I han't enough for myself, it's an unreasonable thing she should think I have any for her. _Flip._ She's a troublesome jade. _Clar._ So are all people that come a dunning. _Flip._ What will you do with her? _Clar._ I have just now thought on't. She's very rich, that woman is, _Flippanta_, I'll borrow some money of her. _Flip._ Borrow! sure you jest, madam. _Clar._ No, I'm in earnest; I give thee commission to do it for me. _Flip._ Me! _Clar._ Why dost thou stare, and look so ungainly? Don't I speak to be understood? _Flip._ Yes, I understand you well enough; but Mrs. _Amlet_---- _Clar._ But Mrs. _Amlet_ must lend me some money, where shall I have any to pay her else? _Flip._ That's true; I never thought of that truly. But here she is. _Enter Mrs. ~Amlet~._ _Clar._ How d'you do? How d'you do, Mrs. _Amlet_? I han't seen you these thousand years, and yet I believe I'm down in your books. _Aml._ O, Madam, I don't come for that, alack. _Flip._ Good-morrow, Mrs. _Amlet_. _Aml._ Good-morrow, Mrs. _Flippanta_. _Clar._ How much am I indebted to you, Mrs. _Amlet_? _Aml._ Nay, if your ladyship desires to see your bill, I believe I may have it about me.--There, Madam, if it ben't too much fatigue to you to look it over. _Clar._ Let me see it, for I hate to be in debt, where I am obliged to pay. [_Aside._]----_Reads._] Imprimis, _For bolstering out the Countess of ~Crump's~ left hip_----O fy, this does not belong to me.