Hannah.) My service to you, young lady. (Raising his voice.) Yes, yes, commend me to the women: they don't envy any little wit that one may have. But conscience, I care for the face of no man! (Looking at Amaryllis.) Some of them, mehap, have read more books than me, and can tell you the Latin for one word and the Greek for another, and the likes o' that; but for good deep sense, and a knack at a comparison, I'll defy the best of them all. Ods dickens! I could find ye out a similitude for the sun, moon, and stars, in the paring of a black pudding's end. (Laughing without, and Will's head seen peeping at the door which David had left a-jar.)
SIR JOHN HAZELWOOD.
DAVID.
LADY GOODBODY.
(David goes to the door, and leading in Sally, shuts it in Will's face with great indignation.)
DAVID (to Sally).
