Rover. Madam, if you'd been fighting, as I have, you'd—well, well, [Fills and drinks.] now I'm as well as any man—"In Illyria," got a few hard knocks though.
Amelia. You'd better repose a little, you seem'd much disorder'd coming in.
Rover. [Places a chair, and both sit.] Why, ma'am, you must know thus it was—
Enter Sheriff's Officer.
Off. Come, ma'am, Mr. Gammon says this chair is wanted to make up the half dozen above. [Lays hold of Amelia's chair, she rises terrified.]
Rover. What, what's all this?
Off. Why the furniture's seized on execution, and a man must do his duty.
Rover. Then, scoundrel, know, that a man's first duty is civility and tenderness to a woman.
Amelia. Heavens! where's my brother? This gentleman will bring himself into trouble.
Off. Master, d'ye see, I'm representative for his honour the High Sheriff.