Sir Pet. I thank you, madam—but don't flatter yourself; for, though your ill conduct may disturb my peace of mind, it shall never break my heart, I promise you: however, I am equally obliged to you for the hint.
Lady Teaz. Then why will you endeavor to make yourself so disagreeable to me, and thwart me in every little elegant expense?
Sir Pet. Madam, I say, had you any of these little elegant expenses when you married me?
Lady Teaz. Sir Peter! would you have me be out of the fashion?
Sir Pet. The fashion, indeed! what had you to do with the fashion before you married me?
Lady Teaz. For my part, I should think you would like to have your wife thought a woman of taste.
Sir Pet. Ay—there again—taste! Zounds! madam, you had no taste when you married me!
Lady Teaz. That's very true, indeed, Sir Peter! and after having married you, I should never pretend to taste again, I allow. But now, Sir Peter, since we have finished our daily jangle, I presume I may go to my engagement at Lady Sneerwell's.
Sir Pet. Ay, there's another precious circumstance—a charming set of acquaintances you have made there!
Lady Teaz. Nay, Sir Peter, they are all people of rank and fortune, and remarkably tenacious of reputation.