Miss. But pray, Mr. Neverout, What Lady was that you were talking with in the Side-Box last Tuesday?
Neverout. Miss, can you keep a Secret?
Miss. Yes, I can.
Neverout. Well, Miss; and so can I.
Col. Odds-so! I have cut my Thumb with this cursed Knife!
Lady Answ. Ay; that was your Mother’s Fault, because she only warn’d you not to cut your Fingers.
Lady Smart. No, no;’tis only Fools cut their Fingers; but wise Folks cut their Thumbs.——
Miss. I’m sorry for it, but I can’t cry.
Col. Don’t you think Miss is grown?
Lady Answ. Ay; ill Weeds grow apace.