Whig. For a rank Tory, sir.
Tory. What mean you, sir?
Whig. I repeat it again—suspected to be an enemy to your country.
Tory. By whom, sir? Can you show me an instance?
Whig. From your present discourse I suspect you—and from your connections and artful behaviour all suspect you.
Tory. Can you give me a proof?
Whig. Not a point blank proof, as to my own knowledge; you're so much of a Jesuit, you have put it out of my power;—but strong circumstances by information, such as amount to a proof in the present case, sir, I can furnish you with.
Tory. Sir, you may be mistaken.
Whig. 'Tis not possible, my informant knows you too well.