Sneer. Ay, or dreamt waking, as several people do.
Enter Lord PLACE and Col. PROMISE.
Place. Madam, I am come to take my leave of you; I am very sensible of my many obligations to you, and shall remember them till the next election, when I will wait on you again; nay, I don't question but we shall carry our point yet, though they have given us the trouble of a petition.
Mrs M. No, no, my lord, you are not yet reduced to that; I have prevailed on my husband to return you and the colonel.
Place. To return us, madam?
Mrs M. Yes, my lord, as duly elected; and when we have returned you so, it will be your own fault if you don't prove yourself so.
Place. Madam, this news has so transported my spirits, that I fear some ill effect unless you instantly give me a dram.
Mrs M. If your lordship please to walk with me into my closet, I'll equip your lordship. [Exit.
Trap. How do you like that dram, sir?
Sneer. Oh! most excellent!