Richard. No, no; I'm going.
Crawshaw [going to the door with him]. I have some particular business to discuss. If you aren't going out, I should like to consult you in the matter afterwards.
Richard. Right. [He goes out.]
Crawshaw. Sit down, Margaret. I have some extraordinary news for you.
Margaret [sitting down]. Yes, Robert?
Crawshaw. This letter has just come by hand. [He reads it.] "199, Lincoln's Inn Fields. Dear Sir, I have the pleasure to inform you that under the will of the late Mr. Antony Clifton you are a beneficiary to the extent of £50,000."
Margaret. Robert!
Crawshaw. Wait! "A trifling condition is attached—namely, that you should take the name of—Wurzel-Flummery."
Margaret. Robert!
Crawshaw. "I have the honor to be, your obedient servant, Denis Clifton." [He folds the letter up and puts it away.]