Prais. An Undertaking fit for so great a Hand.
Mars. Nay, I intend to make use only of the first Speech.
Aw'dw. That will be an Alteration indeed!
Mars. Your Opinion was not ask'd. Nor wou'd I meddle with that, but to let the World, that is so partial to those old Fellows, see the difference of a modern Genius.——You know that Speech, Mr. Praiseall, and the Ladies too, I presume.
Calista. I know it so well, as to have turn'd it into Latin.
Prais. That was extraordinary. But let me tell you, Madam Calista, 'tis a harder Task to mend it in English.
Mars. True, true, Mr. Praiseall; That all the Universe must own.——Patty. Give me another Glass of Sherry, that I may speak loud and clear.——Mr. Praiseall, my Service to you.
Prais. I kiss your unequall'd Hand.
Mrs. Wellfed. This drinking is the best part of the Entertainment in my Opinion. [Aside.
Mars. Now, Mr. Praiseall.