They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.

To converse with Scandal is to play at Losing Loadum, you must lose a good name to him, before you can win it for yourself.

Old maids sweeten their tea with scandal

Tea for two, and two for tea, Me for you, and you for me.

The mightier man, the mightier is the thing That makes him honored or begets him hate; For greatest scandal waits on greatest state.

Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.