Bram. Madam, there's no more comparison between Lady Rodomont and your Ladyship, than between a dazling Dutchess and a Wapping Head-dresser: If the surprizing Sight, and continual Idea of your Ladyship had not discompos'd my Thoughts and confounded my Politicks, the Confederates had never taken Lisle.
L. Toss. Indeed, Major, I'm very sorry for it truly [aside]. D'you hear, Flimsy, you will have me lay it on so thick; but I hope 'twill be retaken agen.
Bram. Is your Ladyship disaffected, then, to the Government?
L. Toss. The most of any body, for I have been three times at Court, and they have brought me no Chocolate.
Bram. 'Twas a prodigious Affront; and if you'll believe me, Madam, I'm disaffected to ev'ry kind o'thing but your Ladyship.
L. Toss. What if we adjourn into the Drawing-Room Major? We'll sit upon the Squabb, drink Whistlejacket, and abuse all Mankind.
Bram. Nature, Madam, has sufficiently expos'd all Mankind, in forming your Ladyship so far beyond 'em. [Exeunt.
SCENE Changes to Lady Rodomonts.
Enter Lady Rodomont, and the Collonel.
L. Rod. Collonel, I sent for you to wish you Joy, I hear you're to be marry'd.