Never fear; I know a little too much of the world not to turn this defeat to my credit.
Enter Colonel Secret and Mrs. Simper.
Mrs. SIMPER.
Your servant, Sir Luke; my dear Circuit, I am frighten'd to death—your people tell me, you are but just recover'd from a—
Mrs. CIRCUIT.
Oh! nothing at all! a faintness, a kind of swimming—but those people are ever swelling that mole hills to mountains.
Mrs. SIMPER.
I protest I was afraid that you had suffer'd your late disappointment to lay hold of your spirits.
Mrs. CIRCUIT.
What disappointment, my dear?