Miss R. This gentleman, Mr. Lofty, is a person employed in my affairs; I know you will serve us.
Lofty. My dear madam, I live but to serve you. Sir William shall even wait upon him, if you think proper to command it.
Sir W. That would be quite unnecessary.
Lofty. Well, we must introduce you, then. Call upon me—let me see—ay, in two days.
Sir W. Now, or the opportunity will be lost for ever.
Lofty. Well, if it must be now, now let it be. But, d—n it, that’s unfortunate; my Lord Grig’s cursed Pensacola business comes on this very hour, and I’m engaged to attend—another time——
Sir W. A short letter to Sir William will do.
Lofty. You shall have it; yet, in my opinion, a letter is a very bad way of going to work; face to face, that’s my way.
Sir W. The letter, sir, will do quite as well.
Lofty. Zounds, sir! do you pretend to direct me—direct me in the business of office? Do you know me, sir? Who am I?