Austin (with waistcoat). Show him in, Menteith, at once. (Singing and fitting waistcoat at glass)—
| “I’d crowns resign To call her mine, Sweet Lass of Richmond Hill!” |
SCENE IV
Austin, R. To him, Menteith and Fenwick
Menteith (announcing). Mr. Fenwick, Mr. George.
Austin. At the name of Miss Musgrave, my doors fly always open.
Fenwick. I believe, sir, you are acquainted with my cousin, Richard Gaunt?
Austin. The county member? An old and good friend. But you need not go so far afield: I know your good house of Allonby Shaw since the days of the Black Knight. We are, in fact, and at a very royal distance, cousins.
Fenwick. I desired, sir, from the nature of my business, that you should recognise me for a gentleman.
Austin. The preliminary, sir, is somewhat grave.