[_Whispers_.] But, madam, don't you hear what the town says of the jilt, Flirt, the men liked so much in the Park?
Hark ye--was seen with him in a hackney coach.
"SECOND LADY.

Impudent flirt, to be found out! "THIRD LADY.

But I speak it only to you.
"FOURTH LADY.

[_Whispers next woman_.] Nor I, but to no one.
"FIFTH LADY.

[_Whispers the_ WIDOW.] I can't believe it; nay, I always thought it, madam.
"WIDOW.