[At the dance's ending, LOVEBY sees CONSTANCE.
Trice. Is she come? A pox of all honest women at such a time!
Lov. If she knows who these are, by this light, I am undone.
Const. Oh, servant! I come to mind you of your promise. Come, produce my hundred pounds; the time's out I set you.
Lov. Not till dark night, upon my reputation! I have not yet spoke with the gentleman in the black pantaloons; you know he seldom walks abroad by day-light. Dear madam, let me wait on you to your coach; and, if I bring it not within this hour, discard me utterly.
Const. You must give me leave to salute the company. What are they?
Lov. Persons of quality of my acquaintance; but I'll make your excuse to 'em.
Const. Nay, if they are persons of quality, I shall be rude to part from 'em so abruptly.
Lov. Why so?—the devil owed me a shame; and now he has paid me. I must present 'em, whate'er come on't. [Aside.]—This, madam, is my Lady Du Lake—the Lady Springwell—the Lady Hoyden.
[She and ISABELLA salute them.