Con. It is to go to my house, and ask my servant to give you my part.
Hol. I fly.
Con. Where are you going to fly?
Hol. To your house.
Con. Without knowing the address.
Hol. Oh, I know it—Norfolk Street, No. 90—close by.
Con. You know my address?
Hol. Yes, at the theatre—heard it accidentally—the prompter told the call-boy, the call-boy told the messenger—and I fly.
[Exit C.
Con. What a strange man! I recollect seeing him often about the theatre. How very singular.