Count Bas. What, already?
Moth. They are just getting out!—--won't you step and lead in my Lady? Do you be in the way, Niece! I must run and receive them.
[Exit Mrs. Motherly.
Count Bas. And think of what I told you.
[Exit Count.
Myr. Ay! ay! you have left me enough to think of, as long as I live——a faithless fellow! I'm sure I have been true to him; and for that very reason, he wants to be rid of me: But while women are weak, men will be rogues! And for a bane to both their joys and ours; when our vanity indulges them, in such innocent favours as make them adore us; we can never be well, 'till we grant them the very one, that puts an end to their devotion—But here comes my aunt, and the company.
Mrs. Motherly returns shewing in Lady Wronghead, led by Count Basset.
Moth. If your Ladyship pleases to walk into this parlour, Madam, only for the present, 'till your servants have got all your things in.
Lady Wrong. Well! dear Sir, this is so infinitely obliging!—I protest it gives me pain tho' to turn you out of your lodging thus!