Lady Ara. I believe, Sir, every woman who knows she has a place in a fine gentleman's good opinion, will be glad to give him one in hers, if she can. But however you two may stand in one another's, you must take another time, if you desire to talk farther about it, or we shan't have enough to make our visits in; and so your servant, Sir. Come, Clarinda.
Sir Charles. I'll stay and make my Lord a visit, if you will give me leave.
Lady Ara. You have my leave, Sir, tho' you were a Lady.
[Exit with Clar.
Enter Lord Loverule.
Lord Love. Sir Charles, your servant; what, have the ladies left you?
Sir Charles. Yes, and the ladies in general I hope will leave me too.
Lord Love. Why so?
Sir Charles. That I mayn't be put to the ill manners of leaving them first.
Lord Love. Do you then already find your gallantry inclining to an ebb?