Col. Nay, she must be hurt for certain; for you see, her Head is all of a Lump.
Miss. Well, remember this, Colonel, when I have Money, and you have none.
Lady Smart. But, Colonel, when do you design to get a House, and a Wife, and a Fire to put her in?
Miss. Lord! who would be marry’d to a Soldier, and carry his Knapsack?
Neverout. Oh! Madam: Mars and Venus, you know.
Col. Egad, Madam, I’d marry To-morrow, if I thought I could bury my Wife just when the Honey-Moon is over; but they say, A Woman has as many Lives as a Cat.
Lady Answ. I find, the Colonel thinks, a dead Wife under the Table is the best Goods in a Man’s House.
Lady Smart. O but, Colonel, if you had a good Wife, it would break your Heart to part with her.
Col. Yes, Madam; for they say, he that has lost his Wife and Sixpence, has lost a Tester.
Lady Smart. But, Colonel, they say, that every marry’d Man should believe there’s but one good Wife in the World, and that’s his own.