Lord Lum. Thou art an honest fellow, Sir Pertinax, upon honour.
Sir Per. O! my lord, it is my duty to oblige your lordship to the utmost stretch of my abeelity.
Enter TOMLINS.
Tom. Colonel Toper presents his compliments to you, sir, and having no family down with him in the country, he and Captain Hardbottle, if not inconvenient, will do themselves the honour of taking a family dinner with you.
Sir Per. They are two of our militia officers—does your lordship know them?
LordLum. By sight only.
Sir Per. I am afraid, my lord, they will interrupt our business.
Lord Lum. Not at all: I should be glad to be acquainted with Toper; they say he's a damned jolly fellow.
Sir Per. O! devilish jolly—devilish jolly: he and the captain are the two hardest drinkers in the county.
Lord Lum. So I have heard; let us have them by all means, Mac: they will enliven the scene. How far are they from you?