AUGUS. What name?
REBECCA. He wouldn’t give any name, sir. He came in with a latch key, without knocking.
AUGUS. With a latch key? How do you mean? How did he come by it?
REBECCA. I don’t know, sir; he appears to be a very extraordinary person, I hardly know what to make of him. He hadn’t been five minutes in the house before he asked me to get him some breakfast.
AUGUS. Some begging imposter, I dare say.
REBECCA. No, sir, I don’t think that, he was very well dressed.
AUGUS. That’s nothing, he might have been one of the swell mob for anything you know to the contrary—the town swarms with well dressed swindlers now-a-days.
REBECCA. He said he wanted to see mistress.
AUGUS. Well, and how did you get rid of him?
REBECCA. I didn’t get rid of him at all, sir; he is in the house now.