[_Exit._ CHARLOTTE. I will wait upon you to the door, brother; I have something particular to say to you. [_Exit._ LETITIA [_alone_]. What a pair!--She the pink of flirtation, he the essence of everything that is _outré_ and gloomy.--I think I have completely deceived Charlotte by my manner of speaking of Mr. Dimple; she's too much the friend of Maria to be confided in. He is certainly rendering himself disagreeable to Maria, in order to break with her and proffer his hand to me. This is what the delicate fellow hinted in our last conversation. [_Exit._ SCENE II. _The Mall._ _Enter JESSAMY._ Positively this Mall is a very pretty place. I hope the cits won't ruin it by repairs. To be sure, it won't do to speak of in the same day with Ranelagh or Vauxhall; however, it's a fine place for a young fellow to display his person to advantage. Indeed, nothing is lost here; the girls have taste, and I am very happy to find they have adopted the elegant London fashion of looking back, after a genteel fellow like me has passed them.--Ah! who comes here? This, by his awkwardness, must be the Yankee colonel's servant. I'll accost him. _Enter JONATHAN._ JESSAMY. _Votre très-humble serviteur, Monsieur._ I understand Colonel Manly, the Yankee officer, has the honour of your services. JONATHAN. Sir!-- JESSAMY. I say, sir, I understand that Colonel Manly has the honour of having you for a servant. JONATHAN. Servant! Sir, do you take me for a neger,--I am Colonel Manly's waiter. JESSAMY. A true Yankee distinction, egad, without a difference. Why, sir, do you not perform all the offices of a servant? do you not even blacken his boots? JONATHAN. Yes; I do grease them a bit sometimes; but I am a true blue son of liberty, for all that. Father said I should come as Colonel Manly's waiter, to see the world, and all that: but no man shall master me: my father has as good a farm as the Colonel. JESSAMY. Well, sir, we will not quarrel about terms upon the eve of an acquaintance from which I promise myself so much satisfaction;--therefore, _sans cérémonie_-- JONATHAN. What?-- JESSAMY. I say I am extremely happy to see Colonel Manly's waiter. JONATHAN. Well, and I vow, too, I am pretty considerably glad to see you; but what the dogs need of all this outlandish lingo? Who may you be, sir, if I may be so bold? JESSAMY. I have the honour to be Mr. Dimple's servant, or, if you please, waiter. We lodge under the same roof, and should be glad of the honour of your acquaintance. JONATHAN. You a waiter! by the living jingo, you look so topping, I took you for one of the agents to Congress. JESSAMY. The brute has discernment, notwithstanding his appearance.--Give me leave to say I wonder then at your familiarity.