JUSTICE MERTON Invitations—from my niece?
DICKON To his Excellency, the Lieutenant Governor; to your friends, the Reverend Masters at Harvard College, etc., etc.; in brief, to all your worship’s select social acquaintance in the vicinity—to meet his lordship. It was so thoughtful in you to suggest it, sir, and believe me, his lordship appreciates your courtesy in arranging the reception in his honour for this afternoon.
RACHEL [To Justice Merton.] This afternoon! Are we really to give his lordship a reception this afternoon?
DICKON Your uncle has already given me the list of guests; so considerate! Permit me to act as your scribe, Mistress Rachel.
RACHEL With pleasure. [To Justice Merton.] And will it be here, uncle?
DICKON [Looking at him narrowly.] Your worship said here, I believe?
JUSTICE MERTON Quite so, sir; quite so, quite so.
DICKON [Aside to Justice Merton.] I advise nothing rash, Gilly; the brat has a weak heart.
RACHEL This way, Master Dickonson, to the study.
DICKON [As he goes with Rachel.] I will write and you sign?