Counsellor. We'll make him look quite silly, by pretending to compliment him.
Augusta. I must decline taking any part, Sir.
Counsellor [to Philip]. Mr. Brook, I have the honour to pay you my best compliments.
Philip [turning quickly towards him]. On what account?
Counsellor. What account? Why—why—on having the happiness to see you.
Philip. Then, you must pay them to yourself.
Counsellor. But, as I have the honour to be upon terms of strict friendship with your——
Philip. Strict!
Counsellor. Very strict.
Philip. This is the first time I have heard of my brother's strictness.