ANG. Where is Sir Sampson? Did you not tell me he would be here
before me?

JENNY. He's at the great glass in the dining-room, madam, setting
his cravat and wig.

ANG. How! I'm glad on't. If he has a mind I should like him, it's
a sign he likes me; and that's more than half my design.

JENNY. I hear him, madam.

ANG. Leave me; and, d'ye hear, if Valentine should come, or send, I
am not to be spoken with.


SCENE II.


ANGELICA, SIR SAMPSON.

SIR SAMP. I have not been honoured with the commands of a fair lady
a great while,--odd, madam, you have revived me,--not since I was
five-and-thirty.

ANG. Why, you have no great reason to complain, Sir Sampson, that
is not long ago.

SIR SAMP. Zooks, but it is, madam, a very great while: to a man
that admires a fine woman as much as I do.