_Man._ The famous borough of _Guzzledown_! Lord _Town._ A proper representative, indeed. Lady _Grace._ Pray, Mr. _Manly_, don't I know him? _Man._ You have din'd with him, Madam, when I was last down with my Lord, at _Bellmont_. Lady _Grace._ Was not that he that got a little merry before dinner, and overset the tea-table, in making his compliments to my Lady? _Man._ The same. Lady _Grace._ Pray what are his circumstances? I know but very little of him. _Man._ Then he is worth your knowing, I can tell you, Madam. His estate, if clear, I believe, might be a good two thousand pounds a year: Though as it was left him, saddled with two jointures, and two weighty mortgages upon it, there is no saying what it is----But that he might be sure never to mend it, he married a profuse young hussy, for love, without a penny of money! Thus having, like his brave ancestors, provided heirs for the family (for his dove breeds like a tame pigeon) he now finds children and interest-money make such a bawling about his ears, that at last he has taken the friendly advice of his kinsman, the good Lord _Danglecourt_, to run his estate two thousand pounds more in debt, to put the whole management of what's left into _Paul Pillage_'s hands, that he may be at leisure himself to retrieve his affairs by being a parliament-man. Lord _Town._ A most admirable scheme, indeed! _Man._ And with this politic prospect, he's now upon his journey to _London_---- Lord _Town._ What can it end in? _Man._ Pooh! a journey into the country again. Lord _Town._ And do you think he'll stir, 'till his money's gone? or at least 'till the session is over? _Man._ If my intelligence is right, my Lord, he won't sit long enough to give his vote for a turnpike. Lord _Town._ How so? _Man._ O! a bitter business! he had scarce a vote, in the whole town, beside the returning officer: Sir _John_ will certainly have it heard at the bar of the house, and send him about his business again. Lord _Town._ Then he has made a fine business of it indeed. _Man._ Which, as far as my little interest will go, shall be done in as few days as possible. Lady _Grace._ But why would you ruin the poor gentleman's fortune, Mr. _Manly_? _Man._ No, Madam, I would only spoil his project, to save his fortune. Lady _Grace._ How are you concern'd enough, to do either? _Man._ Why, I have some obligations to the family, Madam: I enjoy at this time a pretty estate, which Sir _Francis_ was heir at law to: But----by his being a booby, the last will of an obstinate old uncle gave it to me. _Enter a Servant._ _Serv._ [_To ~Man~._] Sir, here's one of your servants from your house, desires to speak with you. _Man._ Will you give him leave to come in, my Lord? Lord _Town._ Sir----the ceremony's of your own making. _Enter ~Manly~'s Servant._ _Man._ Well, _James_! what's the matter now?