Lady Answ. But, Colonel, they say, you went to Court last Night very drunk: Nay, I’m told for certain, you had been among Philistines: No Wonder the Cat wink’d, when both her Eyes were out.
Col. Indeed, Madam, that’s a Lye.
Lady Answ. ’Tis better I should lye, than you should lose your good Manners: Besides, I don’t lie; I sit.
Neverout. O faith, Colonel, you must own you had a Drop in your Eye: When I left you, you were half Seas over.
Ld. Sparkish. Well, I fear, Lady Answerall can’t live long, she has so much Wit.
Neverout. No; she can’t live, that’s certain; but she may linger Thirty or Forty Years.
Miss. Live long; ay, longer than a Cat, or a Dog, or a better thing.
Lady Answ. Oh! Miss, you must give your Vardi too!
Ld. Sparkish. Miss, Shall I fill you another Dish of Tea?
Miss. Indeed, my Lord, I have drank enough.