Lady F. Curiosity’s a wicked devil.

Madem. C’est une charmante sainte.

Lady F. It ruined our first parents.

Madem. Elle a bien diverti leurs enfans.

Lady F. L’honneur est contre.

Madem. Le plaisir est pour.

Lady F. Must I then go?

Madem. Must you go! Must you eat, must you drink, must you sleep, must you live? De nature bid you do one, de nature bid you do toder. Vous me ferez enrager.

Lady F. But when reason corrects nature, mademoiselle—

Madem. Elle est, done, bien insolente, c’est sa sœur ainèe.

Lady F. Do you, then, prefer your nature to your reason, mademoiselle?

Madem. Oui da.

Lady F. Pourquoi?

Madem. Because my nature make me merry, my reason make me mad.

Lady F. Ah! la mèchante Françoise!

Madem. Ah! la belle Angloise!

[Exit, forcing Lady F. off.


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