Flip. I have told you so an hundred times, and yet you are not satisfied.
Cor. But, methinks, I'd fain have him tell me so himself.
Flip. Have patience, and it shall be done.
Cor. Why, patience is a virtue; that we must all confess——But I fancy, the sooner it's done the better, Flippanta.
Enter Jessamin.
Jess. Madam, yonder's your Geography-Master waiting for you.
[Exit.
Cor. Ah! how I am tir'd with these old fumbling fellows, Flippanta.
Flip. Well, don't let 'em break your heart, you shall be rid of them all ere long.
Cor. Nay, 'tis not the study I'm so weary of, Flippanta, 'tis the odious thing that teaches me. Were the Colonel my master, I fancy I could take pleasure in learning every thing he could shew me.