Col. Why, what have you lost?
Mart. I have lost you.
Col. How came you to lose me?
Mart. By losing myself.
Col. We can be friends still.
Mart. Dull ones.
Col. Useful ones, perhaps. Shall I help thee to a good husband?
Mart. Not if I were rich enough to live without one.
Col. I'm sorry I'm not rich enough to make thee so; but we won't talk of melancholy things. Who are these folks your aunt has got in her house?
Mart. One Sir Francis Headpiece and his Lady, with a son and daughter.