Sir J. B. The French tailor! Oh, to take measure of me—well, where is he?
Robin. I don't know, he came into the house with me.
Sir J. B. Very well; since it must be so, go, and send him here.—[Exit Robin.] Ha! ha! ha! any thing to please mademoiselle my wife, since I must be a jackanapes, and have a French tailor, ha! ha! ha! Oh, 'gad here he is!
Colonel E. Oh, dis must be Sir John—[Aside.] Sir, I am your most obedient servant.
Sir J. B. Servant, friend!
Colonel E. I presume, you are Sir John de Bull.
Sir J. B. Ay.
Colonel E. Sir, I have receive a lettre, from my friend de Duke——
Sir J. B. His friend the Duke—what a grand tailor it is!
[Aside.