Mr. S.-Oh, but you—
Mrs. C.-Say no more, sir! You have made your meaning but too plain already. There now, I think that's a speech for a tragedy.
Some time after, Sir Joshua, returning to his standing-place, entered into confab with Miss Linley and your slave upon various matters, during which Mr. Sheridan, joining us, said,
“Sir Joshua, I have been telling Miss Burney that she must not suffer her pen to lie idle—ought she?”
Sir J.-No, indeed, ought she not.
Mr. S.-Do you then, Sir Joshua, persuade her. But perhaps you have begun something? May we ask? Will you answer a question candidly?
F.B.-I don't know, but as candidly as Mrs. Candour I think I certainly shall.
Mr. S.-What then are you about now?
F.B.-Why, twirling my fan, I think!
Mr. S.-No, no; but what are you about at home? However, it is not a fair question, so I won't press it.