Enter Robin.
Show that gentleman up stairs.
Robin. Who, madam?
Lady B. The tailor, as your master calls him.
Robin. The tailor—oh, here he comes, madam.
[Exit.
Lady B. Ay, here is the colonel, endeed—no regimentals—yes, I heard of his dressing entirely in the English manner.
Enter Lepoche.
[Courtesies very respectfully.] Sir, I almost blush to see you, and scarce know how to apologize for Sir John's mistake.
Lep. Madam, I vait upon Sir John, to——