Man. And this is the scheme you have laid down, to repair your fortune?
Sir Fran. In one word, Cousin, I think it my duty! the Wrongheads have been a considerable Family, ever since England was England; and since the World knows I have talents where withal, they shan't say it's my fault, if I don't make as good a figure as any that ever were at the head on't.
Man. Nay! this project, as you have laid it, will come up to any thing your Ancestors have done these five hundred years.
Sir Fran. And let me alone to work it! mayhap I hav'n't told you all, neither——
Man. You astonish me! what! and is it full as practicable as what you have told me!
Sir Fran. Ay! thof' I say it——every whit, Cousin? you'll find that I have more irons i'the fire than one! I doan't come of a fool's errand!
Man. Very well.
Sir Fran. In a word, my wife has got a friend at Court, as well as myself, and her daughter Jenny is naw pretty well grown up——
Man. [Aside.]—And what in the Devil's name would he do with the Dowdy?