Scene VIII.

Name: The Way of the World - Scene 8
Author: William Congreve

[To them] WITWOUD from drinking.

MRS. FAIN. So, is the fray made up that you have left ’em?

WIT. Left ’em? I could stay no longer. I have laughed like ten Christ’nings. I am tipsy with laughing—if I had stayed any longer I should have burst,—I must have been let out and pieced in the sides like an unsized camlet. Yes, yes, the fray is composed; my lady came in like a NOLI PROSEQUI, and stopt the proceedings.

MILLA. What was the dispute?

WIT. That’s the jest: there was no dispute. They could neither of ’em speak for rage; and so fell a sputt’ring at one another like two roasting apples.

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Chicago: William Congreve, "Scene 8," The Way of the World, trans. Evans, Sebastian in The Way of the World Original Sources, accessed September 18, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=534WDQVZQC1BEZ1.

MLA: Congreve, William. "Scene 8." The Way of the World, translted by Evans, Sebastian, in The Way of the World, Original Sources. 18 Sep. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=534WDQVZQC1BEZ1.

Harvard: Congreve, W, 'Scene 8' in The Way of the World, trans. . cited in , The Way of the World. Original Sources, retrieved 18 September 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=534WDQVZQC1BEZ1.