...[Exit, Enter PHIL Us. Phil. Oh, Mr. Thomas, is Mrs. Sugarkey at home? —Lard I one is almost asham'd to pass along the streets. The town is quite empty,'...and the ordinary people do so stare to see any thing dress'd like a woman of condition, " as it were on the same floor with them," pass by. Alas 1 alas...

...[/',<,-, Enter PHILLIS. Phil. Oh, Mr. Thomas, is Mrs. Sugarkey at home? — Lard I one is almost asham'd to pass along the .streets. The town is quite empty,...and the ordinary people do so stare to see any thing dress'd like a woman of condition, " as it were on the same floor with them," pass by. Alasl alas I...

...itself ! but I'll leave you to do your best for him. [Exit. Enter PHILLIS. Phil. Oh, Mr Thomas, is Mrs Sugarkey at home ?— Lard ! one is almost ashamed...to see any thing dressed like a woman of condition, as it were on the same floor with them, pass by. Alas ! alas ! it is a sad thing to walk ! O fortune,...

...[I'.iit. *i"i - Enter PHILLIS. Phil. Oh, Mr Thomas, is Mrs Sugarkey at home ?— Lard ! one is ahnost ashamed to pass along the streets. The town is quite...to see any thing dressed like a woman of condition, as it were on the same floor with them, pass by. Alas ! alas ! it is a sad thing to walk ! O fortune,...

...itself ! but I'll leave yon to do your best for him. [Exit. Enter PIHLJ.IS. Pliil. Oh, Mr Thomas, is Mrs Sugarkey at home? — Lard ! one is almost ashamed...town is quite empty, and nobody of fashion left in it ; aim the orclinnrv people do so stare to see any thing dressi-d like a woman of condition, as it were...

...is almost asham'd to pafs aloug the streets. The town is qnite empty, and nohody of fashiou leftin it; and the ordinary people do so stare to see any thing drefs'd like a woman of couditiou, " as it were ou the same fioor with them," pafs hy. Alas! alas!...

...Sauciness itself! but I'll leave you to do your best for him. [Exit. Enter PHILLIS. Phil. O Mr. Thomas, is Mrs. Sugarkey at home ? — Lard ! one is almost ashamed...alas ! it is a sad thing to walk. O fortune, fortune ! Tom. What ! a sad thing to walk ! why, madam Phillis, do you wish yourself lame ? Phil. No, Mr. Thomas,...

...Sauciness itself! but I'll leave you to do your best for him. [Exit. Enter PHILLIS. Phil. O Mr. Thomas, is Mrs. Sugarkey at home ? — Lard ! one is almost ashamed to pass along the streels. The town is quite empty, and nobody of fashion left in it; and the ordinary people do so stare...

...Yit Enter PBILLIS. Phil. Oh, Mr. Thomas, is Mrs. Sngarkey at home ? — Lard ! one is almost asham'd to pass along the streets. The town is quite empty,...and the ordinary people do so stare to see any thing dress'd like a woman of condition pass by. Alas ! alas ! it is a sad thing to walk. O fortune, fortune...

...[Exit. Enter PHILLIS. Phil. Oh, Mr Thomas, is Mrs Sugarkey at home ! — Lard ! one is almost asham'd to pass along the streets. The town is quite empty,...and the ordinary people do so stare to see any thing dress'd like a woman of condition, as it were on the same floor with tintín, pass by. Alas ! alas...