Sir Sim. [Aside.] I must have a plot for her, she is a coy woman.—[Aloud.] I vow and swear if you pass this crevice,[45] I'll kiss you in plain English.
L. Flip. I would I could see that!—do you defy me! [Steps to him—he kisses her.
Sir Sim. [Aside.] How's this! I vow and swear, she kisses as tamely as Mrs. Ticklish, and with her mouth open too.
L. Flip. I thought you would have been ashamed to have done so to your master's own sister!
Sir Sim. I hope you'll be quiet now, madam?
L. Flip. Nay, I'll be revenged of you sure.
Sir Sim. If you come again, I shall do more to you than that.—[Aside.] I'll pursue my plot and try if she be honest.
L. Flip. You do more to me than that! nay, if you'll do more to me than that—[She throws down his ink and runs out, he following her.
Enter Mrs. Joyner.
Mrs. Joyn. I must visit my young clients in the meantime.