[SCENE I.]
A Room in COTTON’S house;—an open door in C. flat.
Enter COTTON, with a letter.
COT. Provoking! to leave my shop all day for the sake of calling on this old Wealthington!—that I should be required to call on him!—not but he is a rich relation, and I have great expectations from him; and my foreman, Bolt, and apprentice Mizzle, are quite fit persons with whom to entrust my shop. Egad, to make all the naughty apprentices look on those two young men would be as good a lesson as going to see George Barnwell on a boxing night!
Enter CUTAWAY, C. D.
CUT. Hollo! no one in the shop! ha, ha!—(Aside.) Hum, she’s not here.—Have you anything to sell, old gentleman?
COT. Of course I have; what do you think I keep a shop for?
CUT. Ha, ha! right! to be sure—what the devil else should you keep a shop for?
COT. (Aside.) Puppy!