Scene III.

The Way of the World

by William Congreve

LADY WISHFORT, PEG with a bottle and china cup.

PEG
Madam, I was looking for a cup.

LADY WISHFORT
A cup, save thee, and what a cup hast thou
brought! Dost thou take me for a fairy, to drink out of an acorn?
Why didst thou not bring thy thimble? Hast thou ne'er a brass
thimble clinking in thy pocket with a bit of nutmeg? I warrant thee.
Come, fill, fill. So, again. See who that is. [One knocks.] Set
down the bottle first. Here, here, under the table:- what, wouldst
thou go with the bottle in thy hand like a tapster? As I'm a person,
this wench has lived in an inn upon the road, before she came to me,
like Maritornes the Asturian in Don Quixote. No Foible yet?

PEG
No, madam; Mrs. Marwood.

LADY WISHFORT
Oh, Marwood: let her come in. Come in, good
Marwood.