1 Play. I do think, Madam, that if my interest had not been more affronted than your Face, the Patent and you had never been Foes.
1 Wom. And so, Sir, then you have serious Thoughts of a Reconciliation!
1 Play. Madam, I do believe I may.
1 Wom. Why then, Sir, give me Leave to tell you, that—make it my Interest, and I'll have serious Thoughts on't too.
2 Wom. Nay, if you are thereabouts, I desire to come into the Treaty.
3 Play. And I.
4 Play. And I.
1 Play. And I. No separate Peace. None of your Turin Play, I beseech you.
1 Play. Why then, since you are all so Christianly dispos'd——I think we had best adjourn immediately to our Council-Chamber, choose some potent Prince for Mediator and Guarantee——fix upon the Place of Treaty, dispatch our Plenipo's, and whip up the Peace like an Oyster. For, under the Rose, my Confederates, here is such a damn'd Discount upon our Bills, I'm afraid, if we stand it out another Campaign, we must live upon slender Subsistence.
[Exeunt.