Blar. But it is consequence! To tell you—you, one of my best friends—that I was not in!
Rem. I am your humble servant, sir. (Drawing forth bill.) I just dropped in to hand you this little—
Blar. Quick, there, quick! A chair for my friend Remnant!
Rem. I am very well as I am, sir.
Blar. Not at all! I would have you seated.
Rem. It is not necessary. (Servant hands a common chair.)
Blar. Rascal!—not that! An arm-chair!
Rem. You are taking too much trouble. (An arm-chair is placed for him.)
Blar. No, no; you have been walking some distance, and require rest. Now be seated.
Rem. There is no need of it—I have but a single word to say. I have brought—