Lov. Or what think you of paying courtiers' debts with it?
Isa. Well, to shew I am in charity with my enemies, I'll make a motion: While we are in town, let us hire a large house, and live together: Burr and Failer—
Fail. Shall be utterly discarded; I knew 'twould come to that, I vow to gad.
Isa. Shall be our guests.
[BURR and FAILER throw up their caps, and cry, Vive Madam ISABELLA!
Lov. And Bibber shall make our wedding clothes without trusting.
Bib. No, henceforward I'll trust none but landed men, and such as have houses and apple-trees in the country, now I have got a place in the custom-house.
Fran. Nothing vexes me, but that this flirting gentlewoman should go before me; but I'll to the herald's office, and see whether the queen's majesty's dresser, should not take place of any knight's wife in Christendom.
Bib. Now all will out—no more, good Frances.
Fran. I will speak, that I will, so I will: What! shall I be a dresser to the queen's majesty, and nobody must know on't? I'll send Mr Church-warden word on't; and, gentlemen, when you come to St Bride's church (if ever you come to church, gentlemen), you shall see me in the pew that's next the pulpit; thank Mr Loveby's worship for it.