nteith.

MENTEITH. I hear, Mr. George, that Miss Musgrave is of the company.

AUSTIN. Is she so? Well, well! well, well!

MENTEITH. I've not seen the young lady myself, Mr. George; but the
barber tells me she's looking poorly.

AUSTIN. Poorly?

MENTEITH. Yes, Mr. George, poorly was his word.

AUSTIN. Well, Menteith, I am truly sorry. She is not the first.

MENTEITH. Yes, Mr. George.

(_A bell. MENTEITH goes out and re-enters with card._)

AUSTIN (_with card_). Whom have we here? Anthony Musgrave?

MENTEITH. A fine young man, Mr. George; and with a look of the young
lady, but not so gentlemanly.

AUSTIN. You have an eye, you have an eye. Let him in.

SCENE II

AUSTIN, MENTEITH, ANTHONY

AUSTIN. I am charmed to have this opportunity, Mr. Musgrave. You belong
to my old corps, I think? And how does my good friend, Sir Frederick? I
had his line; but, like all my old comrades, he thinks last about
himself, and gives me not of his news.

ANTHONY. I protest, sir, this is a very proud moment. Your name is still
remembered in the regiment. (_AUSTIN bows._) The Colonel--he keeps his
health, sir, considering his age (_AUSTIN bows again and looks at
MENTEITH_)--tells us young men you were a devil of a fellow in your
time.

AUSTIN. I believe I was--in my time. Menteith, give Mr. Musgrave a dish
of chocolate. So, sir, we see you at the Wells.

ANTHONY. I have but just alighted. I had but one thought, sir: to pay my
respects to Mr. Austin. I have not yet kissed my aunt and sister.

AUSTIN. In my time--to which you refer--the ladies had come first.

ANTHONY. The women? I take you, sir. But then, you see, a man's
relatives don't count. And besides, Mr. Austin, between men of the
world, I am fairly running away from the sex: I am positively in flight.
Little Hortense of the Opera; you know; she sent her love to you. She's
mad about me, I think. You never saw a creature so fond.

AUSTIN. Well, well, child! you are better here. In my time--to which you
have referred--I knew the lady. Does she wear well?

ANTHONY. I beg your pardon, sir!

AUSTIN. No offence, child, no offence. She was a very lively creature.
But you neglect your chocolate, I see?

ANTHONY. We don't patronise it, Mr. Austin; we haven't for some years:
the service has quite changed since your time. You'd be surprised.

AUSTIN. Doubtless. I am.

ANTHONY. I assure you, sir, I and Jack Bosbury of the Fifty-second----

AUSTIN. The Hampshire B