Sir Fran. But, hawsomever, Mrs. Motherly, when we consider, that what we suffer is for the good of our country——
Moth. Why truly, Sir, that is something.
Sir Fran. Oh! there's a great deal to be said for't—the good of one's country is above all things——A true hearted Englishman thinks nothing too much for it——I have heard of some honest gentlemen so very zealous, that for the good of their country——they would sometimes go to dinner at midnight.
Moth. O! the goodness of 'em! sure their country must have vast esteem for them?
Sir Fran. So they have Mrs. Motherly; they are so respected when they come home to their Boroughs, after a session, and so belov'd——that their country will come and dine with them every day in the week.
Moth. Dear me! what a fine thing it is to be so populous?
Sir Fran. It is a great comfort, indeed! and I can assure you you are a good sensible woman, Mrs. Motherly.
Moth. O dear Sir, your Honour's pleas'd to compliment.
Sir Fran. No, no, I see you know how to value people of consequence.
Moth. Good lack! here's company, Sir; will you give me leave to get you a little something 'till the ladies come home, Sir?