Lady Grace. However she is better in good Humour, than bad.
Lord Town. Much alike: When she is in good humour, other people only are the better for it: When in a very ill humour, then, indeed, I seldom fail to have my share of her.
Lady Grace. Well, we won't talk of that now——Does any body dine here?
Lord Town. Manly promis'd me—by the way, Madam, what do you think of his last conversation?
Lady Grace.——I am a little at a stand about it.
Lord Town. How so?
Lady Grace. Why——I don't know how he can ever have any thoughts of me, that could lay down such severe rules upon wives, in my hearing.
Lord Town. Did you think his rules unreasonable?
Lady Grace. I can't say I did: But he might have had a little more complaisance before me, at least.
Lord Town. Complaisance is only a proof of good breeding: But his plainness was a certain proof of his honesty; nay, of his good opinion of you: For he would never have open'd himself so freely, but in confidence that your good sense could not be disobliged at it.