Humphry. Yes, that I will, with the most carefullest manner;—he shall have it in the greatest pleasure.
[Toupee gives a paper to Humphry.
Toupee. Dat is de bon civility,—I vill be your—a—very good friend.
Humphry. Thank 'e kindly, Mounsieur.
[Exeunt, severally.
Scene II. A Street.
Enter Young Loveyet and Humphry.
Loveyet. Not find where he lives?
Humphry. No;—you're the most unluckiest gentleman for making of blunders,—didn't you tell me how your father liv'd in number two hundred and fifty, in Queen-Street, in the three-story brick house?
Loveyet. I did; is not that the house?