Prythee, Jenny, don't spoil your fine face with laughing.
JENNY
Why, mustn't I laugh, Mr. Jessamy?
JESSAMY
You may smile, but, as my lord says, nothing can authorise a laugh.
JENNY
Well, but I can't help laughing.—Have you seen him, Mr. Jessamy? ha, ha, ha!
JESSAMY
Seen whom?