“You come so seldom to mine, that I do not know, my lord; but I may take your word for THAT!”
“I hope so!”
“—if for nothing else!” “Hoity toity! I never told you a lie in my life!”
“You never told me anything but lies.”
“Upon my honour!—Why, I never saw the woman before!”
“You knew me well enough to lie to, my lord!”
“I do seem to begin to dream I have met you before, but, upon my oath, there is nothing to know you by! Out of your clothes, who is to tell who you may not be?—One thing I MAY swear—that I never saw you so much undressed before!—By heaven, I have no recollection of you!”
“I am glad to hear it: my recollections of you are the less distasteful!—Good morning, my lord!”
She turned away, hobbled, clacking, a few paces, and stood again.
“You are just as heartless as—as—any other woman, madam!—Where in this hell of a place shall I find my valet?—What was the cursed name I used to call the fool?”