Pon. I wish you wouldn’t interrupt me, for I’m thinking—
Char. Damn your thinking, sir!
Pon. I was only thinking that you may have altered your mind already.
Char. I have not altered my mind: but since I am here, I should be wanting in duty not to pay my respects to my father; so march on with the trunk, sir.
Pon. Yes, sir: but if that’s all you want to do, sir, you may spare yourself the trouble of going further, for, most fortunately, here he comes; and your noble cousin, lord Austencourt, with him—
Char. The devil!
Pon. Yes, sir; the devil, and his uncle, your father, if I may be allowed the expression. [Exit.
Enter sir Rowland and lord Austencourt.
Char. My dear father, I am heartily glad to see you—
Sir R. How is this, Charles! returned thus unexpectedly?