[Fossile offers it round.]
1st Wom. I never take physick.
Foss. That's one. Stand there. My niece professes herself a Platonick. You are rather a Cartesian.
Clink. Ah dear uncle! how do the Platonicks and Cartesians differ.
Foss. The Platonicks are for idea's, the Cartesians for matter and motion.
Town. Mr. Fossile, you are too severe.
2d Wom. I am not a-dry. [curtsies.
Foss. There's two. Stand there.
Prue. My mistress can answer for me. She has taken it.
Foss. She has. But however stand there, among the Cartesians.