Lady Grace. Why so, my Lord? I can't think the case so bad, as Mr. Manly states it——People of quality are not ty'd down to the rules of those, who have their fortunes to make.
Man. No people, Madam, are above being ty'd down to some rules, that have fortunes to lose.
Lady Grace. Pooh! I'm sure, if you were to take my side of the argument, you would be able to say something more for it.
Lord Town. Well, what say you to that, Manly?
Man. Why, 'troth, my Lord, I have something to say.
Lady Grace. Ay! that I would be glad to hear, now!
Lord Town. Out with it!
Man. Then in one word, this, my Lord, I have often thought that the mis-conduct of my Lady has, in a great measure, been owing to your Lordship's treatment of her.
Lady Grace. Bless me!
Lord Town. My treatment!