the door. Permit me. (Opens the door, and enterLady Shrewdly, with a box in her hand.)
LADY SHREWDLY (looking round her).
In busy preparation, I see.—And I, too, have been busy, and have found my way up the back staircase without meeting any body.—How do you get on?
LORD WORRYMORE.
I assure your Ladyship we get on famously. I think our plot sure of success. None of the finer parts of the speech are lost upon this young man. He has a native taste, though uncultivated: he will do justice to them all.
LADY SHREWDLY.
With the help of this wig, and a proper solemnity. (Taking a wig from the box, which she puts uponBlount's head.) There; who but must admire the sapient countenance of the great orator Mr. O'Honikin?—And has Clermont's sonnet been exchanged for the more precious gem of his lordship?
BLOUNT.
I have taken care of that, and it is now in Lady Worrymore's own keeping, under promise that the sealed envelope is not to be opened till the reading hour.
