SCENE _Changes to Lady_ Rodomont's.


_Enter Lady_ Rodomont, _and Mrs._ Lovejoy, _follow'd by a Servant._

_Ser._ Madam, the Mercer, the Manto-Maker, the Sempstress, the
India-Woman, and the Toy-Man attend your Ladiship without.

L. _Rod._ Admit 'em,--this Grandeur, Cozen, which those o' Quality assume
above the Populace, to have obsequious Mechanicks wait our Levee in a
Morning, is not disagreeable; then they are as constant as our Menials,
and the less Mony one pays 'em, the more constantly they attend.

Mrs. _Lov._ Those Ladies, Madam, that want Mony to pay 'em, wou'd gladly
excuse their Attendance.

L. _Rod._ Cozen, 'tis Ill-breeding to suppose People o' Quality want Mony,
they have Business, Visits, Company, and very often are not in a Humour to
part with it; when we have Mony, we are easie, whether we pay it or no;
and 'tis affronting the Nobility, not to observe their Decorums.

_The Trades-People Enter._

[_To the Mercer._] Mr. _Farendine_, this Silk has so glaring a Mixture of
preposterous Colours, I shall be taken for a North Country Bride; and so
very substantial, I believe you design'd it for my Heirs and Successours.

_Mer._ Madam, 'tis a very well wrought Silk.