Neverout. I appeal to all the Company, whether that be not the greatest Lye that ever was told.
Col. [to Neverout.] Pr’ythee, Tom, send me the Two Legs and Rump and Liver of that Pigeon; for, you must know, I love what nobody else loves.
Neverout. But what if any of the Ladies should long? Well, here take it, and the D—l do you good with it.
Lady Answ. Well; this Eating and Drinking takes away a body’s Stomach.
Neverout. I am sure I have lost mine.
Miss. What! the Bottom of it, I suppose.
Neverout. No, really, Miss; I have quite lost it.
Miss. I should be very sorry a poor body had found it.
Lady Smart. But, Sir John, we hear you are marry’d since we saw you last: What! you have stolen a Wedding it seems.
Sir John. Well; one can’t do a foolish thing once in one’s Life, but one must hear of it a hundred times.