FRANK. How is it, Umpire? Though the motto's thread-bare, "Cælum non animum"-is, I take it, true. JACK. "Souvent femme varie," as a rule, is truer ; LAWRENCE. Yes. But the Pipe FRANK. The Pipe is what we care for, JACK. Well, in this case, I scarcely need explain, Judgment of mine were indiscreet, and there fore, Peace to you both. The Pipe I shall retain. F I were you, when ladies at the play, sir, IF Beckon and nod, a melodrama through, I would not turn abstractedly away, sir, If I were you! FRANK. If I were you, when persons I affected, Wait for three hours to take me down to Kew I would, at least, pretend I recollected, If I were you. NELLIE. If I were you, when ladies are so lavish, Sir, as to keep me every waltz but two, I would not dance with odious Miss M'Tavish, If I were you! FRANK. If I were you, who vow you cannot suffer NELLIE. If I were you, I would not, sir, be bitter, FRANK. No, I should doubtless find flirtation fitter, If I were you! Really! NELLIE. You would! Why, Frank, you're quite delightful, Hot as Othello, and as black of hue ; Borrow my fan. I would not look so frightful, If I were you! FRANK. "It is the cause." I mean your chaperon is . NELLIE. Go, if you will. At once! And by express, sir Where shall it be? To China-or Peru? Go. I should leave inquirers my address, sir, If I were you! FRANK. No, I remain. To stay and fight a duel |