WORTHNOUGHT. 'Tis true, my words were words of course; but I meant every word, sir, 'pon hanor.--"Cupid, Gad of saft persuasion, &c." [_Sings affectedly, and takes snuff._ LOVEYET. Humph,--To whom, sir, am I indebted, for so much civility? WORTHNOUGHT. Dick Worthnought, esquire, at your service, sir. LOVEYET. The very fool. [_Aside._ WORTHNOUGHT. And give me leave to add, sir, that I feel the highest felicity, that you have given me so good an opportunity of asking you, in my turn, for the favour of your name, sir. LOVEYET. My name is Loveyet, sir.--With what solemnity the coxcomb talks! [_Aside._ WORTHNOUGHT. A native of this city, I presume, Mr. Loveyet. LOVEYET. I am, sir; but I have been absent for some years, and, as I was a youth when I left the city, I cannot be supposed to have retained much of the Yorker. WORTHNOUGHT. Pardon me, sir;--to a person of penetration, the Yorker is still conspicuous under the disguise of the foreigner; and I am proud to have the hanor of being your countryman, sir. LOVEYET. I fancy the honour is by no means reciprocal. [_Aside._ WORTHNOUGHT. You are acquainted with Miss Harriet Trueman, I presume, Mr. Loveyet. LOVEYET. I was formerly acquainted with the lady. WORTHNOUGHT. You must know, sir, that your humble servant has the hanor and felicity of being that lady's very humble admirer. LOVEYET. I dare say she is admired by all who have the pleasure of knowing her. WORTHNOUGHT. Give me leave, sir,--I mean her lover. LOVEYET. Conceited ape! [_Aside._ WORTHNOUGHT. _You_ have no pretensions, sir, I presume. LOVEYET. Pretensions? WORTHNOUGHT. Aye, sir; I thought you might have a small _penchant_, as the French call it;--you apprehend me; but she don't intend to see company to-day. I am monstrously chagrin'd, sir, 'foregad, that I have it not in my power to introduce you to the divine mistress of my heart; but, as matters are circumstanc'd, I think it is not worth our while to stay. LOVEYET. I mean to see Miss Trueman before I shall think so.