who might be my Father--I have always defended you--and said I didn't
think you so ugly by any means, and that you'd make a very good sort
of a husband--

SIR PETER. And you prophesied right--and we shall certainly now
be the happiest couple----

LADY TEAZLE. And never differ again.

SIR PETER. No never--tho' at the same time indeed--my dear Lady
Teazle--you must watch your Temper very narrowly--for in all our
little Quarrels--my dear--if you recollect my Love you always began
first--

LADY TEAZLE. I beg your Pardon--my dear Sir Peter--indeed--
you always gave the provocation.

SIR PETER. Now--see, my Love take care--contradicting isn't the way
to keep Friends.

LADY TEAZLE. Then don't you begin it my Love!

SIR PETER. There now--you are going on--you don't perceive[,]
my Life, that you are just doing the very thing my Love which
you know always makes me angry.

LADY TEAZLE. Nay--you know if you will be angry without any reason--
my Dear----

SIR PETER. There now you want to quarrel again.