When we had drunk a couple of bottles of sack, a coach was called, and the three gentlemen went to the Duke's Playhouse, as agreed. The play was one of Mr. Wycherley's--_Love in a Wood_. Harry Esmond has thought of that play ever since with a kind of terror, and of Mrs. Bracegirdle, the actress who performed the girl's part in the comedy. She was disguised as a page, and came and stood before the gentlemen as they sat on the stage, and looked over her shoulder with a pair of arch black eyes, and laughed at my lord, and asked what ailed the gentleman from the country, and had he had bad news from Bullock fair? Between the acts of the play the gentlemen crossed over and conversed freely. There were two of Lord Mohun's party, Captain Macartney, in a military habit, and a gentleman in a suit of blue velvet and silver, in a fair periwig with a rich fall of point of Venice lace--my Lord the Earl of Warwick and Holland. My lord had a paper of oranges, which he ate, and offered to the actresses, joking with them. And Mrs. Bracegirdle, when my lord Mohun said something rude, turned on him, and asked him what he did there, and whether he and his friends had come to stab anybody else, as they did poor Will Mountford? My lord's dark face grew darker at this taunt, and wore a mischievous, fatal look. They that saw it remembered it, and said so afterward. When the play was ended the two parties joined company; and my Lord Castlewood then proposed that they should go to a tavern and sup. Lockit's, the 'Greyhound,' in Charing Cross was the house selected. All three marched together that way, the three lords going a-head.' At the 'Greyhound' they play cards, and Esmond tries in vain to quarrel with Mohun himself. My Lord Mohun presently snuffed a candle. It was when the drawers brought in fresh bottles and glasses and were in the room--on which my Lord Viscount said, 'The Deuce take you, Mohun, how damned awkward you are. Light the candle, you drawer.' 'Damned awkward is a damned awkward expression, my lord,' says the other. 'Town gentlemen don't use such words--or ask pardon if they do.' 'I'm a country gentleman,' says my Lord Viscount. 'I see it by your manner,' says my Lord Mohun. 'No man shall say damned awkward to me.' 'I fling the words in your face, my lord,' says the other; 'shall I send the cards too?' 'Gentlemen, gentlemen! before the servants?' cry out Colonel Westbury and my Lord Warwick in a breath. The drawers go out of the room hastily. They tell the people below of the quarrel upstairs. 'Enough has been said,' says Colonel Westbury. 'Will your lordships meet to-morrow morning?' 'Will my Lord Castlewood withdraw his words?' asks the Earl of Warwick.