Geo. I think I heard somebody call him Dick.
Sir Fran. Where did he go?
Geo. Sir, he went home.
Sir Fran. Where's that?
Geo. By my troth I do naw knaw. I heard him say he had nothing more to do with us to-night, and so he'd go home and smoke a pipe.
Lady Head. Come, Sir Francis, don't put yourself in a heat; accidents will happen to people in travelling abroad to see the world. Eat your supper heartily, go to bed, sleep quietly, and to-morrow see if you can buy a handsome second-hand coach for the present use, bespeak a new one, and then all's easy.
[Exeunt.
Enter Colonel Courtly.
Col. Who's that, Deborah?
Deb. At your service, Sir.