Dap. What! do you think I would marry a wench? I have married an heiress worth thirty thousand pounds, let me perish!
Vin. An heiress worth thirty thousand pounds!
Dap. Mr. Vincent, your servant; you here too?
Ran. Nay, we are more of your acquaintance here, I think.—Go, we'll follow you, for if you have not dismissed your parson, perhaps we may make him more work. [Exeunt.
SCENE VI.—The Dining-room in Mulberry-garden House.
Enter Sir Simon Addleplot, Gripe, Lady Flippant, Mrs. Martha, Mrs. Joyner, Mrs. Crossbite, and Lucy.
Sir Sim. 'Tis as I told you, sir, you see.
Gripe. Oh, graceless babe! married to a wit! an idle, loitering, slandering, foul-mouthed, beggarly wit! Oh that my child should ever live to marry a wit!
Mrs. Joyn. Indeed, your worship had better seen her fairly buried, as they say.