Dap. Pray, Mr. Ranger, let's go; I had rather drink with Mr. Vincent, than stay here with you; besides 'tis Park-time.
Ran. [To Dapperwit.] I come.—[To Lady Flippant.] Since you are a lady that hate marriage, I'll do you the service to withdraw the company; for those that hate marriage hate loss of time.
L. Flip. Will you go then, sir? but before you go, sir, pray tell me is your aversion to marriage real?
Ran. As real as yours.
L. Flip. If it were no more real than mine—[Aside.
Ran. Your servant, madam. [Turns to go.
L. Flip. But do you hate marriage certainly? [Plucks him back.
Ran. Certainly.
L. Flip. Come, I cannot believe it: you dissemble it only because I pretend it.