Peacock
You're joking!
Jeremy Word of a soldier! She's you in miniature. Your eyes are the same except for the coloring. Her little nose becomes large like yours: oval face, square face; really the resemblances are astonishing in certain families.
Peacock
Come, sir, if you will. What are you getting at?
Jeremy That maid of yours is making eyes at me. Apparently, I was made to be the sport of a wench. They always tease me.
Peacock
Sir, for God's sake, tell me who you are.
Jeremy I am a colonel and you see me here with my major. I come to consult you about an illness.
Harriet
Goodbye, Mr. Colonel.
Jeremy
Why are you running off, pretty ladies?
Trippet We don't want to hear the conversation of an officer who consults a doctor.
(Exit Trippet and Harriet.)