Belvil. I wish you joy, Jack, with all my heart.
Mr. H. Bacon, Bacon, Bacon—how odd it sounds! I could never be tired of hearing it. There was Lord Chancellor Bacon. Methinks I have some of the Verulam blood in me already.—Methinks I could look through Nature—there was Friar Bacon, a conjurer,—I feel as if I could conjure too——
Enter a Servant.
Servant. Two young ladies and an old lady are at the door, inquiring if you see company, Madam.
Mr. H. "Surname and arms"—
Melesinda. Show them up.—My dear Mr. Bacon, moderate your joy.
Enter three Ladies, being part of those who were at the Assembly.
1st Lady. My dear Melesinda, how do you do?
2nd Lady. How do you do? We have been so concerned for you——-
Old Lady. We have been so concerned—(seeing him)—Mr. Hogsflesh——-