_Slop_ snatched up the cataplasm, ----_Susannah_ snatched up the candle; ----a little this way, said _Slop_; _Susannah_ looking one way, and rowing another, instantly set fire to _Slop's_ wig, which being somewhat bushy and unctuous withal, was burnt out before it was well kindled. ------You impudent whore! cried _Slop_, --(for what is passion, but a wild beast?)--you impudent whore, cried _Slop_, getting upright, with the cataplasm in his hand; ----I never was the destruction of anybody's nose, said _Susannah_, --which is more than you can say: ----Is it? cried _Slop_, throwing the cataplasm in her face; ----Yes, it is, cried _Susannah_, returning the compliment with what was left in the pan.
Slop snatched up the cataplasm; Susannah snatched up the candle.
'This way,' said Slop. Susannah, looking one way, and moving another, instantly set fire to Slop's wig, which being somewhat bushy and greasy, burnt out before it was well kindled.
'You impudent whore!' cried Slop, straightening up with the cataplasm in his hand.
'I never destroyed anybody's nose,' said Susannah, 'which is more than you can say!'
'Is it?' cried Slop, throwing the cataplasm in her face.
'Yes, it is,' cried Susannah, returning the compliment with what was left in the pan.