Rightly. A very useless precaution. I have not a principle nor a proceeding that I would not proclaim at Charing Cross.
Alscrip. [Aside.] No! then I'll pronounce you the most silly, or the most impudent fellow of the fraternity.
Rightly. But where are these writings? You can have no difficulty in laying your hand upon them, for I perceive you keep things in a distinguished regularity.
Alscrip. Yes, I have distinct repositories for all papers, and especially title deeds—Some in drawers—Some in closets—[Aside.] and a few under ground.
Miss Als. [Rattling at the Door.] What makes you lock the door, sir? I must speak to you this instant.
Alscrip. One moment, child, and I'll be ready for you.
[Turning again to Rightly, as to dissuade him.
Rightly. [Coolly.] If the thoughts of the wedding-day make any part of the young lady's impatience, you take a bad way, Mr. Alscrip, to satisfy it; for I tell you plainly our business cannot be completed till I see these writings.
Alscrip. [Aside.] Confound the old hound—how he sticks to his scent!