SIR WILL. Don't make any apologies, madam. I only find myself unable to repay the obligation. And yet, I have been trying my interest of late to serve you. Having learnt, madam, that you had some demands upon government, I have, though unasked, been your solicitor there. MISS RICH. Sir, I am infinitely obliged to your intentions; but my guardian has employed another gentleman, who assures him of success. SIR WILL. Who, the important little man that visits here? Trust me, madam, he's quite contemptible among men in power, and utterly unable to serve you. Mr. Lofty's promises are much better known to people of fashion than his person, I assure you. MISS RICH. How have we been deceived! As sure as can be, here he comes. SIR WILL. Does he? Remember I'm to continue unknown. My return to England has not as yet been made public. With what impudence he enters! _Enter_ LOFTY. LOFTY. Let the chariot—let my chariot drive off, I'll visit to his grace's in a chair. Miss Richland here before me! Punctual, as usual, to the calls of humanity. I'm very sorry, madam, things of this kind should happen, especially to a man I have shown every where, and carried amongst us as a particular acquaintance. MISS RICH. I find, sir, you have the art of making the misfortunes of others your own. LOFTY. My dear madam, what can a private man like me do? One man can't do everything; and then, I do so much in this way every day. Let me see, something considerable might be done for him by subscription; it could not fail if I carried the list. I'll undertake to set down a brace of dukes, two dozen lords, and half the lower house, at my own peril. SIR WILL. And after all, it is more than probable, sir, he might reject the offer, of such powerful patronage. LOFTY. Then, madam, what can we do? You know I never make promises. In truth, I once or twice tried to do something with him in the way of business; but as I often told his uncle, Sir William Honeywood, the man was utterly impracticable. SIR WILL. His uncle! Then that gentleman, I suppose, is a particular friend of yours? LOFTY. Meaning me, sir?—Yes, madam, as I often said, My dear Sir William, you are sensible I would do anything as far as my poor interest goes, to serve your family; but what can be done? there's no procuring first-rate places for ninth-rate abilities. MISS RICH. I have heard of Sir William Honeywood; he's abroad in employment; he confided in your judgment, I suppose. LOFTY. Why, yes, madam; I believe Sir William had some reason to confide in my judgment; one little reason, perhaps. MISS RICH. Pray, sir, what was it? LOFTY. Why, madam—but let it go no further—it was I procured him his place. SIR WILL. Did you, sir? LOFTY. Either you or I, sir. MISS RICH. This, Mr. Lofty, was very kind, indeed. LOFTY. I did love him, to be sure; he had some amusing qualities; no man was fitter to be toastmaster to a club, or had a better head.