Re-enter Archer.
Arch. Landlord, there are some French gentlemen below that ask for you.
Bon. I'll wait on 'em.—[Aside to Archer.] Does your master stay long in town, as the saying is?
Arch. I can't tell, as the saying is.
Bon. Come from London?
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Bon. Going to London, mayhap?
Arch. No.
Bon. [Aside.] An odd fellow this.—[To Aimwell.] I beg your worship's pardon, I 'll wait on you in half a minute. [Exit.
Aim. The coast's clear, I see.—Now, my dear Archer, welcome to Lichfield!