Mrs. Caut. I will not go out, I will not go out; my conscience will not suffer me, for I know by experience what will follow.
Ger. I warrant you, sir, we'll make good use of our time when you are gone.
Mrs. Caut. Do you hear him again? don't you know what he means? [Exit Don Diego thrusting Mrs. Caution out.
Hip. 'Tis very well!—you are a fine gentleman to abuse my poor father so.
Ger. 'Tis but by your example, miss.
Hip. Well, I am his daughter, and may make the bolder with him, I hope.
Ger. And I am his son-in-law, that shall be; and therefore may claim my privilege too of making bold with him, I hope.
Hip. Methinks you should be contented in making bold with his daughter (for you have made very bold with her) sure.
Ger. I hope I shall make bolder with her yet.
Hip. I do not doubt your confidence, for you are a dancing-master.