Dick. Waiting for thee, Flippanta, I was making acquaintance with this old gentlewoman here.
Aml. The pretty lad, he's as impudent as a Page.
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Dick. Who is this good woman, Flippanta?
Flip. A gin of all trades; an old daggling cheat, that hobbles about from house to house to bubble the ladies of their money. I have a small business of your's in my pocket, Colonel.
Dick. An answer to my letter?
Flip. So quick indeed! No, it's your letter itself.
Dick. Hast thou not given it then yet?
Flip. I han't had an opportunity; but 'twon't be long first. Won't you go in and see my Lady?
Dick. Yes, I'll go make her a short visit. But dear Flippanta, don't forget: my life and fortune are in your hands.