MRS. FRAIL. No; I’ll be gone. Come, who squires me to the Exchange? I must call my sister Foresight there.
SCAN. I will: I have a mind to your sister.
MRS. FRAIL. Civil!
TATT. I will: because I have a tendre for your ladyship.
MRS. FRAIL. That’s somewhat the better reason, to my opinion.
SCAN. Well, if Tattle entertains you, I have the better opportunity to engage your sister.
VAL. Tell Angelica I am about making hard conditions to come abroad, and be at liberty to see her.
SCAN. I’ll give an account of you and your proceedings. If indiscretion be a sign of love, you are the most a lover of anybody that I know: you fancy that parting with your estate will help you to your mistress. In my mind he is a thoughtless adventurer
Who hopes to purchase wealth by selling land;
Or win a mistress with a losing hand.