Charles. Aye? What example to elder brothers?
Nell. This; though full of age, it dwells quietly on the same branch with bud and blossom.
Charles. What does it teach misers?
Nell. That golden coats should cover melting hearts.
Charles. And, lastly, what may the young traveller learn of your orange?
Nell. This much; that he is shipped when green, that he may ripen on the voyage.
Charles. Prettily lectured.
Betterton. (Aside.) The king seems dazzled with the wench.—I must secure her for the Duke’s.
Nell. But, gentlemen, fair gentlemen, will no one lighten my basket? Buy my oranges!
Song.—NELL GWYNNE.