Mrs. D. Sir!
Clerk. Answer! where is he? My attendants can open doors, and concealment will be dangerous. Where is he?
Mrs. D. [sits down]. Up stairs.
Clerk [going]. Alone, or somebody with him?
Mrs. D. Mr. Brook and his son are with him.
Clerk. His son? what do you mean?
Mrs. D. The Counsellor.
Clerk. What Counsellor?
Mrs. D. Do not torment me so.—Counsellor Fleffel.
Clerk. So; My Lord has doubtless come to examine himself. Did he say any thing?