Miss. Why, where should she be? You must needs know; she’s in her Skin.
Col. I can answer that: What if you were as far out as she’s in?——
Miss. Well, I promis’d to go this Evening to Hyde-Park on the Water; but, I protest, I’m half afraid.
Neverout. Never fear, Miss; you have the old Proverb on your Side, Naught’s ne’er in Danger.
Col. Why, Miss, let Tom Neverout wait on you; and then, I warrant, you’ll be as safe as a Thief in a Mill; for you know, he that’s born to be hang’d, will never be drowned.
Neverout. Thank you, Colonel, for your good Word; but, faith, if ever I hang, it shall be about a fair Lady’s Neck.
Lady Smart. Who’s there? Bid the Children be quiet, and not laugh so loud.
Lady Answ. Oh, Madam! let’ em laugh; they’ll ne’er laugh younger.
Neverout. Miss, I’ll tell you a Secret, if you’ll promise never to tell it again.