Enter Miss Hardcastle, plainly dressed.
Hard. Well, my Kate, I see you have changed your dress, as I bid you; and yet, I believe, there was no great occasion.
Miss Hard. I find such a pleasure, sir, in obeying your commands, that I take care to obey them without ever debating their propriety.
Hard. And yet, Kate, I sometimes give you some cause, particularly when I recommended my modest gentleman to you as a lover to-day.
Miss Hard. You taught me to expect something extraordinary, and I find the original exceeds the description.
Hard. I was never so surprised in my life! He has quite confounded all my faculties!
Miss Hard. I never saw anything like it: and a man of the world too!
Hard. Ay, he learned it all abroad,—what a fool was I, to think a young man could learn modesty by travelling! He might as soon learn wit at a masquerade.
Miss Hard. It seems all natural to him.
Hard. A good deal assisted by bad company, and a French dancing-master.