“Hereafter, Sir, I hope I shall never-”
“O hush!-hush!-have you forgot the situation in which I found you?-Have you forgot, that when deserted, I pursued you,-when betrayed, I adored you?-but for me-”
“But for you, Sir, I might perhaps have been happy.”
“What then, am I to conclude that, but for me, your partner would have appeared?-poor fellow!-and did my presence awe him?”
“I wish his presence, Sir, could awe you!”
“His presence!-perhaps then you see him?”
“Perhaps, Sir, I do,” cried I, quite wearied of his raillery.
“Where? Where?-for Heaven’s sake show me the wretch!”
“Wretch, Sir!”
“O, a very savage!-a sneaking, shame-faced, despicable puppy!”