Ld. Sparkish. [to Lady Smart.] Has your Ladyship seen the Duchess since your falling out?
Lady Smart. Never, my Lord, but once at a Visit; and she look’d at me, as the Devil look’d over Lincoln.
Neverout. Pray, Miss, take a Pinch of my Snuff.
Miss. What! you break my Head, and give me a Plaister; well, with all my Heart; once, and not use it.
Neverout. Well, Miss; if you wanted me and your Victuals, you’d want your Two best Friends.
Col. [to Neverout.] Tom, Miss and you must kiss, and be Friends.
[Neverout salutes Miss.
Miss. Any thing for a quiet Life: my Nose itch’d, and I knew I should drink Wine, or kiss a Fool.
Col. Well, Tom, if that ben’t fair, hang fair.