Wrig. And what tongue, Madam, do you prefer?
Miss C. O I’m not particular about those sort of things; but if you want my opinion, why I think pickled tongues are excellent.
Wrig. [Turning away laughing.] This is either too bad or too good! [Aloud.] And your other studies, Ma’am?
Miss C. As for Arithmetics, they’re at my fingers’-ends.
Nell. I have not yet got beyond the Rule of Three.
Miss C. You shall know the Rule of Four-and-twenty, before I have done with you. We’ll skip the 4, 5, and 6.
Nell. And the Rule of Three inverse?
Miss C. In verse? Yes, you shall have it in all sorts of verse, merry, tragical, and comical.
Nell. [Aside.] I shall expire with laughter. [Retires to the window.]
Wrig. [Aside.] I really cannot stand this any longer. [Follows her.]