[Exeunt Lady Fancyfull and Madamoiselle.
Lady Brute. What, are you afraid of us, Gentlemen?
Heart. Why, truly, I think we may, if Appearance don't lye.
Bel. Do you always find Women what they appear to be, Sir?
Heart. No, forsooth; but I seldom find 'em better than they appear to be.
Bel. Then the Outside's best, you think?
Heart. 'Tis the honestest.
Const. Have a care, Heartfree; you are relapsing again.
Lady Brute. Why, does the Gentleman use to rail at Women?
Const. He has done formerly.