Heart. How happened that? She went prejudiced against it, I am sure.
Har. O Canker did insinuate a most villainous character of it to us all, that's the truth on't; but Sir Charles Stanza who is a great Friend of the Author's came into our Box and sat there all Night with us; and what with his Encomiums and the Merit of the Piece, we are all become most Violent Converts; and now my Lady like a true Proselyte is for persecuting everybody with the Brand of Idiotism who is out of the Pale of her Ladyship's Judgment.
Heart. A true mark of Biggotry and Ignorance.
Har. You know she is as fond of a New Wit, as a City Esquire who is setting up to be one himself; so she begged Sir Charles would introduce her to the Author, and he was so very obliging as to promise to bring him here to sup this very Night.
Heart. That was a high Compliment indeed to a Lady of her Fondness for Authors.
Har. O it has won her Heart; she's distracted with it.
Heart. But dear Harriet, now to our Affairs. You see there is no getting the better of this Fellow Canker; he has got the entire Possession of your Aunt, and she is resolved by Marriage Contract to give you to him this very Night. What's to be done?
Har. What's to be done? Why twenty things; I'll have the Vapours, Hystericks, Cholick and Madness rather than consent, and at last if my Aunt does persist, as I am afraid she will, why, like Jacyntha in the new Play, it is but providing a Ladder of Ropes and a pair of Breeches, and then the Business is done.
Heart. Dear Girl, you have eased my anxious Heart; thus let me pay my soft Acknowledgment.
Har. Thus let me pay my soft Acknowledgment. Ha, ha, ha! (Mimicking him) Upon my Word and Honour you make as ridiculous a Figure as a whining Lover in a Farce. Prithee let us have done with this theatrical Cant.