SECOND WAITER He has sent up to know by what name your Honour will please to be inserted.
MR. H. Zounds, fellow, I give him a shilling for leaving out my name, not for putting it in. This is one of the plaguy comforts of going anonymous.
[Exit Second Waiter.]
Enter Third Waiter.
THIRD WAITER
Two letters for Mr. H. [Exit.]
MR. H. From ladies (opens them). This from Melesinda, to remind me of the morning call I promised; the pretty creature positively languishes to be made Mrs. H. I believe I must indulge her (affectedly). This from her cousin, to bespeak me to some party, I suppose (opening it)—Oh, "this evening"—"Tea and cards"—(surveying himself with complacency). Dear H., thou art certainly a pretty fellow. I wonder what makes thee such a favourite among the ladies: I wish it may not be owing to the concealment of thy unfortunate—pshaw!
Enter Fourth Waiter.
FOURTH WAITER
Sir, one Mr. Printagain is enquiring for you.
MR. H. Oh, I remember, the poet; he is publishing by subscription. Give him a guinea, and tell him he may put me down.
FOURTH WAITER
What name shall I tell him, Sir?