Enter Chignon, and makes a sign to Sir Clement, that the Person he inquired after is coming.
Sir C. Leave her with this gentleman——Come, monsieur, you shall show me the new room.
[Exit.
Chignon. [Aside.] Vid dis gentleman—Vid all my heart—La Tiffany vill answer his purpose, and mine too.
[Exit.
[Clifford is looking at the Furniture of the Room.
Enter Tiffany.
Tiff. What does the Frenchman mean by gentlemen wanting me, and his gibberish of making soft eyes——I hope I know the exercise of my eyes without his instruction—hah! I vow, a clever looking man.
Cliff. 'Faith, a pretty attracting countenance—but for that apprehensive and timid look—that awe impressing modesty, my friend so forcibly described. [Tiffany adjusts herself, and pulls up.]—[Aside.] Her silence marks diffidence; deuce take me if I know how to begin, for fear of offending her reserve.
Tiff. [Aside.] I have been told pertness became me—I'll try, I'm resolved. [To him.] I hear, sir, you had something to say to a young person in this house—that—that—[Looking down at the same time archly.] I could not but take the description to myself—I am ready to hear any thing a gentleman has to say.