Lucy Innocently, of course. But now virtue and propriety insist, that in the batting of an eye, change your love into esteem. And, if your husband should eventually die, you may, in another bat of an eye, change your esteem into love.
Widow Your advice is so wise. I will follow it. And send Arabella a hundred leagues from here.
Lucy
So. Let's go, embrace your husband as if nothing happened.
Widow
It will be very hard to hide my anger.
(Enter Tuneless and Bramble.)
Lucy
Here he is. Recall all the feelings you had on your wedding day.
Widow
I do. I'm freezing. My blood is like ice.
Lucy
It's conjugal tenderness thawing.
Tuneless
Force yourself. Let no rancor show on your face.
Lucy
Courage, Madame.