SCENE, St. James's Park.
Enter Lady Fancyfull and Madamoiselle.
Lady Fan. Well, I vow, Madamoiselle, I'm strangely impatient to know who this confident Fellow is.
Enter Heartfree.
Look, there's Heartfree. But sure it can't be him; he's a profess'd Woman-hater. Yet who knows what my wicked Eyes may have done?
Madam. Il nous approche, Madame.
Lady Fan. Yes, 'tis he: now will he be most intolerably cavalier, tho' he should be in love with me.
Heart. Madam, I'm your humble Servant; I perceive you have more Humility and Good-Nature than I thought you had.
Lady Fan. What you attribute to Humility and Good-Nature, Sir, may perhaps be only due to Curiosity. I had a mind to know who 'twas had ill manners enough to write that Letter.
[Throwing him his Letter.