Enter Clarissa, Araminta, Corinna, Flippanta, and Money-trap.
Flip. What's the matter? What's the matter here?
Gripe. I'll matter him.
Clar. Who makes thee cry out thus, poor Brass?
Brass. Why, your husband, Madam, he's in his altitudes here.
Gripe. Robber.
Brass. Here, he has cheated me of a diamond necklace.
Cor. Who, Papa? Ah dear me!
Clar. Pr'ythee what's the meaning of this great emotion, my dear?
Gripe. The meaning is that——I'm quite out of breath——this son of a whore has got our necklace, that's all.