L. Flip. Well, but if I had thought you would have been so quick with me—
Gripe. Where is your parson?
Dap. What! you would not revenge yourself upon the parson?
Gripe. No, I would have the parson revenge me upon you; he should marry me.
Dap. I am glad you are so frolic, sir; but who would you marry?
Gripe. That innocent lady. [Pointing to Lucy.
Dap. That innocent lady!
Gripe. Nay, I am impatient, Mrs. Joyner; pray fetch him up if he be yet in the house.
Dap. We were not married here:—but you cannot be in earnest.
Gripe. You'll find it so; since you have robbed me of my housekeeper, I must get another.