Wheel. (aside). If Bursal takes it into his head not to lend me the money to pay for my captain’s dress, what will become of me? for I have not a shilling—and Lord John won’t pay for me—and Finsbury has orders not to leave the house till he is paid by everybody. What will become of me?—(bites his nails).
Burs. (aside). How I love to make him bite his nails! (Aloud.) I know I’m of no consequence. (Strikes his repeater.)
Wheel. What a fine repeater that is of yours, Bursal! It is the best I ever heard.
Burs. So it well may be; for it cost a mint of money.
Wheel. No matter to you what anything costs. Happy dog as you are! You roll in money; and yet you talk of being of no consequence.
Burs. But I am not of half so much consequence as Lord John—am I?
Wheel. Are you? Why, aren’t you twice as rich as he!
Burs. Very true, but I’m not purse-proud.
Wheel. You purse-proud! I should never have thought of such a thing.
Burs. Nor I, if Talbot had not used the word.