Lady Smart. That I believe; for she’s as cunning as a dead Pig; but not half so honest.
Lady Answ. They say, she’s quite a Stranger to all his Gallantries.
Lady Smart. Not at all; but, you know, there’s none so blind as they that won’t see.
Miss. O Madam, I am told, she watches him, as a Cat would watch a Mouse.
Lady Answ. Well, if she ben’t foully belied, she pays him in his own Coin.
Lady Smart. Madam, I fancy I know your Thoughts, as well as if I were within you.
Lady Answ. Madam, I was t’other Day in Company with Mrs. Clatter; I find she gives herself Airs of being acquainted with your Ladyship.
Miss. Oh, the hideous Creature! did you observe her Nails? they were long enough to scratch her Granum out of her Grave.
Lady Smart. Well, She and Tom Gosling were banging Compliments backwards and forwards; it look’d like Two Asses scrubbing one another.
Miss. Ay, claw me, and I’ll claw thou: But, pray, Madam; who were the Company?