Ay, no wonder he comes back again, since he was so wicked. I marvel you thought of taking the haunted chamber for playing your tricks in with that poor 'losopher: I durst as soon think of taking the church or the vestry.—What's that?
SMOOTHLY.
I heard nothing. Poor creature! you are so ignorant, Dolly, and that makes you frightened. Don't you know that ghosts and all them terrible things never appear till midnight?
DOLLY.
And if so be, why did you ax me to keep you company? Housekeeper wants me below to pick raisins.
SMOOTHLY.
O la! I a'n't frightened: but I thought I should weary somehow to wait by myself.
DOLLY.
Ah, Mrs. Smoothly, it don't become me to say so, but I be feared that you and the 'losopher mean to do some'at that a'n't right.
MRS. SMOOTHLY.
Nothing worse than cajoling him out of a little money, which he loves like his own life; and punishing him for being so conceited as to believe that my mistress, forsooth, would make an appointment with such a ragamuffin as him.
