Dor. Because I was never spoke to before: my lord has told me, that I have more wit and beauty than any of my sex; and truly I begin to think the man is sincere.
Mrs. Sul. You are in the right, Dorinda; pride is the life of a woman, and flattery is our daily bread—But I'll lay you a guinea that I had finer things said to me than you had.
Dor. Done——What did your fellow say to ye?
Mrs. Sul. My fellow took the picture of Venus for mine.
Dor. But my lover took me for Venus herself.
Mrs. Sul. Common cant! had my spark called me a Venus directly, I should have believed him a footman in good earnest.
Dor. But my lover was upon his knees to me.
Mrs. Sul. And mine was upon his tiptoes to me.
Dor. Mine vowed to die for me.
Mrs. Sul. Mine swore to die with me.