I thought that you went to the Flashers’ to dinner!”
“So I did,” I replied; “but the dinner is swallowed,
And digested, I trust; for ’tis now nine or more:
So being relieved from that duty, I followed
Inclination, which led me, you see, to your door.
And now will your Ladyship so condescend
As just to inform me if you intend
Your beauty and graces and presence to lend
(Al’ of which, when I own, I hope no one will borrow)
To the Stuckups, whose party, you know, is to-morrow?”