Lisette. I am looking for Mr. Drave; he is wanted at Rose's Bank; Mr. Rose himself called for him. Has not he been here?
Lewis. Yes, a few minutes ago.
Lisette. Then I will go after him.
Lewis. No, no; let the old fellows look for each other, while we are happy at having met here.
Lisette. You have always some obliging turn ready, but you are never in earnest.
(AUGUSTA enters).
Lewis. Not in earnest, my little charmer! [kisses her.]
Lisette. Mr. Brook! Mr. Brook! [she turns him towards Augusta, and leaves the room, making a low curt'sy].
Lewis. So! my fair Augusta [kisses her hand].
Augusta. In truth, I seem to have made my appearance rather mal-apropos.