SERVANT.
Immediately upon receiving the answer.
Sir LUKE.
Run after him as fast as you can—tell him, quite in despair—recollect an engagement that can't in nature be missed,—and return in an instant.
CHARLOT.
You see, Sir, the Knight must give way for my Lord.
Sir LUKE.
No, faith, it is not that, my dear Charlot; you saw that was quite an extempore business.—No, hang it, no, it is not for the title; but to tell you the truth, Brentford has more wit than any man in the world; it is that makes me fond of his house.
CHARLOT.
By the choice of his company he gives an unanswerable instance of that.