Col. Why, they say she's one of the chief toasts in town.

Lady S. Ay, when all the rest are out of it.

Miss. Well; I wouldn't be as sick as she's proud for all the world.

Lady A. She looks as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth but, I warrant, cheese won't choke her. . . .

Col. I can't pardon her for her rudeness to me.