Aman. Pray which is that?
Ber. It is to assure me—I shall be very welcome.
Aman. If that be all, you shall e'en lie here to-night.
Ber. To-night?
Aman. Yes, to-night.
Ber. Why, the People where I lodge will think me mad.
Aman. Let 'em think what they please.
Ber. Say you so, Amanda? Why then they shall think what they please: For I'm a young Widow, and I care not what any body thinks. Ah, Amanda, it's a delicious thing to be a young Widow.
Aman. You'll hardly make me think so.
Ber. Phu, because you are in love with your Husband: but that is not every Woman's Case.