Ber. How do you know that?
Aman. Why, what can you do else?
Ber. Nothing—but sit and cry.
Aman. Psha.
Ber. Ah, poor Amanda, you have led a Country Life: But if you'll consult the Widows of this Town, they'll tell you, you shou'd never take a Lease of a House you can hire for a Quarter's Warning.
[Exeunt.
[ACT III.]
Enter Lord Foppington and Servant.
Lord Fop. Hey, Fellow, let the Coach come to the Door.