Ly Lucy. The vain Creature endeavours to pass upon the World for five and twenty-- A Maid & Strictly Virtuous-- but is fifty at least-- grey as a Badger-- has had three Children-- one by her Coachman-- One by a Horse Granadier-- and one by her present Friend-- the tall Straping Irishman, whom they call the Captain. ha, ha, ha. Omn. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Hyd. My dear Lady Lucy, you are the very Hogarth of Ridicule, there is no mistaking the-- Original [#apart#] see, see poor Miss Dy. how She Miffs. the strapping Irishman was too plain. Omn. Ha, ha, ha, ha, O too plain, too plain. Ly. Lucy Not in the least, it will give the Old Lady a Complexion, She wants it, besides I was Indebted to her, for a full length She gave of me the other Day, to a Country Gentlewoman at Lady Tattle-Tongues Miss Dia. There is no being blind to this. I must return the Civility [#aside#] And pray Mr. Pasquin let me recommend a Character to Your Worship. Hyd. Ay, now, now for it Lady Lucy, She'll [#apart#] draw your Likeness. Ly. Lucy. Sir, She has my leave, tho' She had the Talents of a Brugier with the Ill nature of a Swift. Miss Dia. The Character I mean Sir, is not immaginary, invented by Slander and Malice, but a true Copy of a universally known Original, which is a trifling, wanton femal Rake: composed of Folly, rudeness, and Indecency. whose Vanity is in pursuit of ev'ry Fellow of Fashion She Sees, and whose Life is a continual Round of vain Inconstancy. Omn. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ly Lucy. Very good out-lines upon Honour-- I fancy her Malice will Stir up some tollerable Ideas-- pray proceed Madam, ha, ha, ha, [#_laughing ridiculously & mimick'd by the other_#] M. Dia. Ha, ha, ha, O Lud Madam, I intended it-- I shall finish up the Picture to a perfect Resemblance, you may depend upon it. ha, ha, ha, ha. Ly Lucy. Well, you are an agreeable, young, blooming, giddy Creature; and really Miss your little-- youthfull prettiness becomes you. But Miss Dy-- the Charactor, the Charactor-- come I'll Sit for you; to quicken your Ideas-- you left off at vain Inconstancy. Miss Dia. I did so Madam-- and I will take it up at her affected Taste and Politeness if you please which Consist in praising ev'ry thing that's Foreign and in constantly ridiculing the Customs and Manners of her own Country tho' She herself is the most ridiculous Objection in the Nation. ha, ha. Omn. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ly. Lucy. Admiral! I vow Miss Dy. You have a very Lively Immagination-- at your Years, ha, ha, ha-- and very Charecteristic. I am amazed You never writ a Comedy. ha-- ha-- ha-- ha. Miss Dia. When I do Madam, You may be sure I shall enliven it with Lady Lucy Loveit's Character. Ly. Lucy. She will be vastly Oblig'd to you-- for you will certainly do it great Iustice. Sr. Rog. Zounds Ladies have done with Your abuse and let the Farce go on; It was funny enough at First, but you continue it too long.