Sir Per. Just across the meadows—not half a mile, my lord: a step, a step.
LordLum. O! let us have the jolly dogs, by all means.
Sir Per. My compliments—I shall be proud of their company. [Exit Tom.] Guif ye please, my lord, we will gang and chat a bit with the women: I have not seen Lady Rodolpha since she returned fra the Bath. I long to have a little news from her about the company there.
Lord Lum. O! she'll give you an account of them, I warrant you. [A very loud laugh without.
Lady Rodolpha. [Without.] Ha, ha, ha! weel I vow, cousin Egerton, you have a vast deal of shrewd humour.—But Lady Macsycophant, which way is Sir Pertinax?
Lady Mac. [Without._] Strait forward, madam.
Lord Lum. Here the hairbrain comes: it must be her, by the noise,
Lady Rod. [Without.] Allons—gude folks—follow me—sans cérémonie.
Enter Lady RODOLPHA, Lady MACSYCOPHANT, EGERTON, and SIDNEY.
Lady Rod. [Running up to Sir Per.] Sir Pertinax, your most devoted, most obsequious, and most obedient vassal. [Curtsies very low.