Gov.Refreshed! I actually believe you invent words only to put me in a passion. This refresh|ment has almost thrown me into a fever.Bull.Don't be obstinate—speak to him, or we shall be undone, Maria. (Aside to Mrs. Frankly.)Mrs. Frank.No matter—I care not what be|comes of you, myself, or all the world.Gov.Nay, prithee, don't take on so, neither— Though delays are dangerous, to be sure, as well as mortifying.Bull.Wants comfort, mightily.Gov.And she shall have it, Sammy, eh! But, let's see—Why the term don't sit till November next—That's a plaguy long day, to be sure—I thought to have been married directly—and if one was certain that this same law suit, d'ye see, was quite a hollow thing—Bull.Quite hollow.Gov.Say you so? Why then, if my pretty widow pleases, we'll be married to-morrow, and dine at the London Tavern, or the Crown and Anchor, or wherever else she pleases—You shall have your choice, d'ye see—Mrs. Frank.All places upon earth are equal now to me—for none can quiet my distracted mind.(Half aside.)Gov.(To Bull.) Why I don't rightly understand that, now—Didn't she whisper something about distractions? eh! There's no madness in the family, I hope.Bull.Madness! No, no, no—Distracted with joy, on her wedding-day, that's all—Pretty com|pliment, if rightly taken—Has wit at her fingers end—Recover yourself, or we are ruined.(Aside to Mrs. Frankly.)Gov.Why that is witty, to be sure, but it did 0