Sir Geo. That's the very spirit of the life you have chosen.
Lady Fran. Every body about me seem'd happy—but every body seem'd in a hurry to be happy somewhere else.
Sir Geo. And you like this?
Lady Fran. One must like what the rest of the World likes.
Sir Geo. Pernicious maxim!
Lady Fran. But, my dear Sir George, you have not promis'd to go with me to the Masquerade.
Sir Geo. 'Twould be a shocking indecorum to be seen together, you know.
Lady Fran. Oh, no; I ask'd Mrs. Racket, and she told me we might be seen together at the Masquerade—without being laugh'd at.
Sir Geo. Really?
Lady Fran. Indeed, to tell you the truth, I could wish it was the fashion for married people to be inseparable; for I have more heart-felt satisfaction in fifteen minutes with you at my side, than fifteen days of amusement could give me without you.