Mrs. Dis. Of a very masculine appearance—Mr. Lynx seemed to enter into earnest conversation with her; when they parted, the two ladies entered a boarding-house, next door to us; our servant, gossiping with the footman, there ascertained that the elderly lady in black——
Cod. Well——
Mrs. Dis. Had just arrived from Antigua——
Mrs. Cod. Where your property is situated.—(To CODDLE.)
Mrs. Dis. That she had taken lodgings there for a short time, her object being to discover her husband, who had left her in the West Indies, and whose name, strange to say, was——
Cod. (Who has started up during MRS. D’s narrative, and is regarding her with intense curiosity, now falls back into his chair.)—Oh!
Mrs. Cod. What’s the matter?—what’s the matter?
Dis. He’s fainted——
Mrs. Dis. Here, here are my salts.
Dis. Open the windows—open the windows.