Lady Sneerwell, Mrs. Candour, Crabtree, Sir Benjamin Backbite, and Joseph Surface, discovered.
Enter Lady Teazle and Maria.
Lady Sneer. Lady Teazle, I hope we shall see Sir Peter?
Lady Teaz. I believe he'll wait on your ladyship presently.
Lady Sneer. Maria, my love, you look grave. Come, you shall sit down to piquet with Mr. Surface.
Mar. I take very little pleasure in cards—however, I'll do as your ladyship pleases.
Mrs. Can. Now I'll die; but you are so scandalous, I'll forswear your society.
Lady Teaz. What's the matter, Mrs. Candour?
Mrs. Can. They'll not allow our friend Miss Vermillion to be handsome.
Lady Sneer. Oh, surely she is a pretty woman.