Lady S. (going up to Sir Crafty with great indignation.) And so, Sir Crafty Supplecoat, it is to your midnight mummery I am indebted for the stern and solemn threatenings I have received! I have been visited I find by a devil of consequence. Your earnest zeal for my reformation is, indeed,
very flattering.
Sea. Sir Crafty, mean and despicable as you must appear to me, I have too much respect for your situation in life to expose you any longer to this open humiliation and disgrace: Come with me to my dressing room.
Sir C. I protest to you Sir Anthony, and to Lady Sarah, and to all the world if they were here present, that I am in no wise concern'd in what you suspect me of.
Lady S. O certainly you protest, Sir Crafty! but do you think that will pass upon me? Have I not known you since you were a boy but so high, with all your little, artful, wriggling, under-hand ways of getting your play fellows' toys from them, which I always despised and contemned? To be sure, you will protest any thing, and in the politest manner too: you will send a message to Sir Anthony to-morrow morning, I make no doubt, to enquire how he does; and to hope that his fists are not too much fatigued with their last night's exertions.(all the servants laugh again.)
Sea. Come, come, this is too bad! Retire with me, Sir Crafty; you can say nothing for yourself at
