Miss. ——There——
[Covering her Face with both her Hands.——
Lady Smart. Well, thou art a mad Girl.
[Gives her a Tap.
Miss. Lord, Madam; is that a Blow to give a Child?
[——Lady Smart lets fall her Handkerchief, and the Colonel stoops for it.——
Lady Smart. Colonel, you shall have a better Office.
Col. Oh! Madam, I can’t have a better, than to serve your Ladyship.
Col. [to Lady Sparkish.] Madam, has your Ladyship read the new Play, written by a Lord? it is call’d, Love in a Hollow Tree.