Nurse. Who wou'd have thought that ever your Invention shou'd have been drain'd so dry?
Miss. Well, I have often thought old Folks Fools, and now I'm sure they are so; I have found a way myself to secure us all.
Nurse. Dear Lady, what's that?
Miss. Why, if you two will be sure to hold your Tongues, and not say a word of what's past, I'll e'en marry this Lord too.
Nurse. What! two Husbands, my Dear?
Miss. Why you had three, good Nurse, you may hold your Tongue.
Nurse. Ay, but not all together, sweet Child.
Miss. Psha, if you had, you'd ne'er thought much on't.
Nurse. O but 'tis a Sin—Sweeting.
Bull. Nay, that's my business to speak to, Nurse. I do confess, to take two Husbands for the Satisfaction of the Flesh, is to commit the Sin of Exorbitancy; but to do it for the Peace of the Spirit, is no more than to be drunk by way of Physick: Besides, to prevent a Parent's Wrath, is to avoid the Sin of Disobedience; for when the Parent's angry the Child is froward. So that upon the whole Matter, I do think, tho' Miss shou'd marry again, she may be sav'd.