LADY FROTH. An infinite deal!
BRISK. O heav’ns, madam—
LADY FROTH. More wit than anybody.
BRISK. I’m everlastingly your humble servant, deuce take me, madam.
LORD FROTH. Don’t you think us a happy couple?
CYNT. I vow, my lord, I think you the happiest couple in the world, for you’re not only happy in one another, and when you are together, but happy in yourselves, and by yourselves.
LORD FROTH. I hope Mellefont will make a good husband too.
CYNT. ’Tis my interest to believe he will, my Lord.
LORD FROTH. D’ye think he’ll love you as well as I do my wife? I’m afraid not.
CYNT. I believe he’ll love me better.