long, and never made one trip, not one FAUX PAS. Oh, consider it!
What would you have to answer for if you should provoke me to
frailty? Alas! humanity is feeble, heav'n knows! very feeble, and
unable to support itself.

MEL. Where am I? is it day? and am I awake? Madam -

LADY PLYANT. And nobody knows how circumstances may happen
together. To my thinking, now I could resist the strongest
temptation. But yet I know, 'tis impossible for me to know whether
I could or not; there's no certainty in the things of this life.

MEL. Madam, pray give me leave to ask you one question.

LADY PLYANT. O Lord, ask me the question; I'll swear I'll refuse
it, I swear I'll deny it--therefore don't ask me; nay, you shan't
ask me, I swear I'll deny it. O Gemini, you have brought all the
blood into my face; I warrant I am as red as a turkey-cock. O fie,
cousin Mellefont!

MEL. Nay, madam, hear me; I mean -

LADY PLYANT. Hear you? No, no; I'll deny you first and hear you
afterwards. For one does not know how one's mind may change upon
hearing. Hearing is one of the senses, and all the senses are
fallible. I won't trust my honour, I assure you; my honour is
infallible and uncomeatable.

MEL. For heav'n's sake, madam -