Lady Grace. Why not?
Lady Town. Why can't you as well go, and be sober in the country?
Lady Grace. So I would——t'other half year.
Lady Town. And pray what comfortable scheme of life would you form now, for your summer and winter sober entertainments?
Lady Grace. A scheme, that I think might very well content us.
Lady Town. O! of all things let's hear it.
Lady Grace. Why, in summer, I cou'd pass my leisure hours in riding, in reading, walking by a canal, or sitting at the end of it under a great tree; in dressing, dining, chatting with an agreeable friend, perhaps hearing a little music, taking a dish of tea, or a game of cards soberly! managing my family, looking into its accounts, playing with my children (if I had any) or in a thousand other innocent amusements——soberly! and possibly, by these means, I might induce my husband to be as sober as myself——
Lady Town. Well, my dear, thou art an astonishing creature! for sure such primitive antediluvian notions of life, have not been in any head these thousand years——Under a great tree! O my soul!—--But I beg we may have the sober town scheme too——for I am charmed with the country one!
Lady Grace. You shall, and I'll try to stick to my sobriety there too.