Mrs. Cros. If my daughter there should have done so, I would not have given her a groat.
Gripe. Marry a wit!
Sir Sim. Mrs. Joyner, do not let me lose the widow too:—for if you do, (betwixt friends,) I and my small annuity are both blown up: it will follow my estate. [Aside to Mrs. Joyner.
Mrs. Joyn. I warrant you. [Aside.
L. Flip. Let us make sure of Sir Simon to-night, or—[Aside to Mrs. Joyner.
Mrs. Joyn. You need not fear it.—[Aside.] Like the lawyers, while my clients endeavour to cheat one another, I in justice cheat 'em both.
Gripe. Marry a wit!
Enter Dapperwit, Ranger, Lydia, Valentine, Christina, and Vincent. Dapperwit stops them, and they stand all behind.
Dap. What, is he here! Lucy and her mother! [Aside.
Gripe. Tell me how thou camest to marry a wit.