Lord A. I am infinitely obliged to you. Will you go with us too, Sir Crafty? You have a list of the voters for Underwall in your pocket. The ladies will excuse us. (Exeunt Lord All. Sir Crafty, and Sea. who goes out with them and re-enters almost immediately.)
Sea. (to Lady S.) His Lordship sent me back to borrow your spectacles.
Lady S. Spectacles! I use no such thing.
Sea. He says you do.
Lady S. O yes, there is a particular kind which I sometimes look thro' to examine any thing very minutely.
(After receiving the spectacles and going to the door, he suddenly stops and turns back.)
Sea. But is it your brother's interest that has made Supplecoat a baronet?
Lady S. I dare say it is.
Sea. Yes, yes! I make no doubt of it. (Exit, hurrying away.)
Lady S. (to Soph, angrily.) What made you, child, skulk behind backs so, like a simpleton?—You can be fluent enough when there is no occasion for it, and when you ought to speak you have not a word to say for yourself. This is true nursery breeding.
Soph. Indeed, Madam, you may thank yourself for it; for after what you said to me, before they arrived, about Sir Crafty Supplecoat and marrying, I could not bear to look at him; and every time he look'd at me, I felt strange and mortified, just
