Miss. Pretty well, Colonel, I thank you.
Col. Pretty and well, Miss! that’s Two very good things.
Miss. I mean, I am better than I was.
Neverout. Why then, ’tis well you were sick.
Miss. What, Mr. Neverout; you take me up, before I’m down.
Lady Smart. Come, let us leave off Children’s Play, and come to Push-pin.
Miss [to Lady Smart.] Pray, Madam, give me some more Sugar to my Tea.
Col. Oh! Miss, you must needs be very good-humour’d, you love sweet things so much.
Neverout. Stir it up with the Spoon, Miss; for the deeper the sweeter.