MISS PRUE.
What must I say then?
TATTLE.
Why, you must say no, or you believe not, or you can't tell.
MISS PRUE.
Why, must I tell a lye then?
TATTLE.
Yes, if you'd be well bred. All well-bred persons lye.—Besides, you are a woman; you must never speak what you think. Your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words. So when I ask you, if you can love me, you must say no; but you must love me too.—If I tell you you are handsome, you must deny it, and say I flatter you.—But you must think yourself more charming than I speak you, and like me, for the beauty which I say you have, as much as if I had it myself.—If I ask you to kiss me, you must be angry, but you must not refuse me....
MISS PRUE.
O Lord, I swear this is pure.—I like it better than our old-fashioned country way of speaking one's mind. And must not you lie too?