Robert. I have been, sir, to Broom-heath, and so round by the windmill upon Camp-mount, and home through the meadows by the river-side.
Mr. Andrews. Well, that’s a pleasant round.
Rob. I thought it very dull, sir; I scarcely met with a single person. I had rather by half have gone along the turnpike-road.
Mr. An. Why, if seeing men and horses is your object, you would, indeed, be better entertained on the high-road. But did you see William?
Rob. We set out together, but he lagged behind in the lane, so I walked on and left him.
Mr. An. That was a pity. He would have been company for you.
Rob. O, he is so tedious, always stopping to look at this thing and that! I had rather walk alone. I dare say he is not got home yet.
Mr. An. Here he comes. Well, William, where have you been?
William. O, sir, the pleasantest walk! I went all over Broom-heath, and so up to the mill at the top of the hill, and then down among the green meadows by the side of the river.
Mr. An. Why, that is just the round Robert has been taking, and he complains of its dulness, and prefers the high-road!