Doct. Ay, ay, what Service can you do, Mistress?
Har. Why, Seignior, I can tie a Crevat the best of any Person in Naples, and I can comb a Periwig—and I can—
Doct. Very proper Service for young Ladies; you, I believe, have been Fille de Chambre to some young Cavaliers?
Har. Most true, Seignior; why shou’d not the Cavaliers keep Filles de Chambre, as well as great Ladies Valets de Chambre?
Doct. Indeed ‘tis equally reasonable.—’Tis a Baud. [Aside. But have you never serv’d Ladies?
Har. Oh yes, I serv’d a Parson’s Wife?
Doct. Is that a great Lady?
Har. Ay, surely, Sir, what is she else? for she wore her Mantuas of Brocade d’or, Petticoats lac’d up to the Gathers, her Points, her Patches, Paints and Perfumes, and sat in the uppermost place in the Church too.
Mop. But have you never serv’d Countesses and Dutchesses?
Har. Oh, yes, Madam; the last I serv’d, was an Alderman’s Wife in the City.