Lady Ara. My Lord, you can't imagine how accounts make my head ake.
Lord Love. That won't do. The steward gave you two hundred pounds besides, but last week; where's that?
Lady Ara. Gone!
Lord Love. Gone! where?
Lady Ara. Half the town over, I believe, by this time.
Lord Love. Madam, Madam, this can be endured no longer, and before a month passes expect to find me—
Lady Ara. Hist, my Lord, here's company.
Enter Captain Toupee.
Captain Toupee, your servant: What, nobody with you? do you come quite alone?
Capt. 'Slife, I thought to find company enough here. My Lord, your servant. What a deuce, you look as if you had been up all night. I'm sure I was in bed but three hours; I wou'd you'd give me some coffee.