_Nick._ But a sincere and constant Lover your Ladiship must allow a
Rarity.

La. _Rod._ [_Aside._] I must humour this Fellow's Vanity; he'll make an
admirable Tool to plague the _Collonel_--I understand you, Mr. _Nicknack_,
you have so pretty a way of discovering your self, 'twou'd charm any
Lady, and truly I see no difference between a Gentleman educated at
_Merchant-Taylor's-School_, and one at _Fobert_'s; only at our end o'the
Town, there's a certain Forwardness in young Fellows, that a Boy of
Fourteen shall pretend to practise before he understands the _Rule of
Three_. But what you tell me is a thing of that weight, it requires mature
Deliberation, a Conflict with one's self of a whole Age's debating:
Marriage, 'mongst the vulgar sort, is a Joke, a meer May-Game; with People
of Rank, a serious and well study'd Solemnity.

_Nick._ Nay, Madam, I'm in no very great haste, I am perfectly of your
Ladyship's Opinion, and can't think there's so mighty a Jest in Matrimony
as some People imagine; like a Country Fellow and a Wench, that will jig
it into Church after a blind Fidler, and are never in a dancing Humour
afterwards. People o' Quality are more apprehensive o' the matter, and
have a world o' business to do, we must first be seen particular together,
to give suspicion, and create Jealousies 'mongst the rest of your
Admirers; then it must be whisper'd to the Countess of _Intelligence_, to
carry about Town, or the Tea-Tables will drop for want of Tittle-tattle;
and afterwards your Ladyship's absolutely denying it, confirms ev'ry body
in the truth of it: As for Cloaths, Equipage and Furniture, they are soon
got ready, and if your Ladiship dislikes living i'the City, we'll take a
House at _Mile-End._

La. _Rod_. The City, Mr. _Nicknack,_ A very considerable Place! I have had