Lady Car. Oh, Mr. Shuffleton! not thinking that an essential point, I forgot to ask.
Shuff. Psha! now you're laughing at me! but upon my soul, I shall turn traitor; take advantage of the confidence reposed in me, by my friend, and endeavour to supplant him.
Lady Car. What do you think the world would call such duplicity of conduct?
Enter Robert.
Rob. Very dirty, indeed, my lady.
[Exit.
Shuff. That infernal footman has been listening!—I'll kick him round his master's park.
Lady Car. 'Tis lucky, then, you are booted; for, you hear, he says it is very dirty there.
Shuff. Was that the meaning of——Pooh!—but, you see, the—the surprise—the—the agitation has made me ridiculous.
Lady Car. I see something has made you ridiculous; but you never told me what it was before.