Medford (refusing a coin from Boodels). No. I must ask the ladies. Will any lady here, lend me a shilling?
Enter our Butler.
Our Butler. Sir Thomas Bobyns's carriage.
Lady Bobyns (to Boodels. She ought to address me, as president, but she doesn't). We really must be going; we've got ten miles to drive, you know; enjoyed themselves so much, &c., &c.
LADY BOBYNS.
General disturbance in consequence of Lady Bobyns being an uncommonly fine woman, and not to be moved without a considerable amount of rustle.
MISS BOBYNS.
The party now leaving, consists of Sir Thomas Bobyns, Lady Bobyns, and Miss Bobyns. Milburd and Cazell are most assiduous in their attentions to Miss Bobyns, in order that she may be ‘quite warm’ before she starts.