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Several Perſons at Cards, at different Tables; among the reſt Col. Trill, Lord Minum, Mrs. Quaver, Sir Patrick Mahony.

Col. T. ADIES, with Leave—

2d Lady. Paſs!

3d Lady. Paſs!

Mrs. Qu. You muſt do more.

Col. T. Indeed I can't.

Mrs. Qu. I play in Hearts.

Col. T. Encore!

2d Lady. What Luck!

Col. T. To-night at Drury-Lane is play'd

A Comedy, and toute nouvelle—a Spade!

Is not Miſs Crotchet at the Play?

Mrs. Qu. My Niece

Has made a Party, Sir, to damn the Piece.

''Ld. Min.'' I hate a Play-houſe—Trump!—It makes me ſick.

1ſt Lady. We're two by Honours, Ma'am.

''Ld. Min''. And we the odd Trick.

Pray do you know the Author, Colonel Trill?

Col. T. I know no Poets, Heaven be prais'd!—Spadille!

1ſt Lady. I'll tell you who, my Lord! (whiſpers my Lord.)

''Ld. Min''. What, he again?

"And dwell ſuch daring Souls in little Men?"

Be whoſe it will, they down our Throats will cram it!

Col. T. O, no.—I have a Club—the beſt.—We'll damn it. Mrs.