Sir Simon. When you were last leaving us, if you recollect, you mention'd, in a kind of a way, a—a sort of an intention of a loan, of an odd five hundred pounds.
Shuff. Did I? I believe I might.—When I intend to raise money, I always give my friends the preference.
Sir Simon. I told you I was out of cash then, I remember.
Shuff. Yes: that's just what I told you, I remember.
Sir Simon. I have the sum floating by me, now, and much at your service.
[Presenting it.
Shuff. Why, as it's lying idle, Baronet, I—I—don't much care if I employ it.
[Taking it.
Sir Simon. Use your interest with Frank, now.
Shuff. Rely on me.—Shall I give you my note?