Aml. I think, as the world goes, they may be proud of marrying their daughter into a vartuous family.
Dick. Oons, vartue is not the case——
Aml. Where she may have a good example before her eyes.
Dick. O Lord! O Lord! O Lord!
Aml. I'm a woman that don't so much as encourage an incontinent look towards me.
Dick. I tell you, 'sdeath, I tell you——
Aml. If a man shou'd make an uncivil motion to me, I'd spit in his lascivious face: And all this you may tell them, sirrah.
Dick. Death and furies! the woman's out of her—
Aml. Don't you swear, you rascal you, don't you swear; we shall have thee damn'd at last, and then I shall be disgrac'd.
Dick. Why then in cold blood hear me speak to you: I tell you it's a city-fortune I'm about, she cares not a fig for your virtue; she'll hear of nothing but quality: She has quarrell'd with one of her friends for having a better complexion, and is resolved she'll marry, to take place of her.