MENTEITH. I hear, Mr. George, that Miss Musgrave is of the company. AUSTIN. Is she so? Well, well! well, well! MENTEITH. I've not seen the young lady myself, Mr. George; but the barber tells me she's looking poorly. AUSTIN. Poorly? MENTEITH. Yes, Mr. George, poorly was his word. AUSTIN. Well, Menteith, I am truly sorry. She is not the first. MENTEITH. Yes, Mr. George. (_A bell. MENTEITH goes out and re-enters with card._) AUSTIN (_with card_). Whom have we here? Anthony Musgrave? MENTEITH. A fine young man, Mr. George; and with a look of the young lady, but not so gentlemanly. AUSTIN. You have an eye, you have an eye. Let him in. SCENE II AUSTIN, MENTEITH, ANTHONY AUSTIN. I am charmed to have this opportunity, Mr. Musgrave. You belong to my old corps, I think? And how does my good friend, Sir Frederick? I had his line; but, like all my old comrades, he thinks last about himself, and gives me not of his news. ANTHONY. I protest, sir, this is a very proud moment. Your name is still remembered in the regiment. (_AUSTIN bows._) The Colonel--he keeps his health, sir, considering his age (_AUSTIN bows again and looks at MENTEITH_)--tells us young men you were a devil of a fellow in your time. AUSTIN. I believe I was--in my time. Menteith, give Mr. Musgrave a dish of chocolate. So, sir, we see you at the Wells. ANTHONY. I have but just alighted. I had but one thought, sir: to pay my respects to Mr. Austin. I have not yet kissed my aunt and sister. AUSTIN. In my time--to which you refer--the ladies had come first. ANTHONY. The women? I take you, sir. But then, you see, a man's relatives don't count. And besides, Mr. Austin, between men of the world, I am fairly running away from the sex: I am positively in flight. Little Hortense of the Opera; you know; she sent her love to you. She's mad about me, I think. You never saw a creature so fond. AUSTIN. Well, well, child! you are better here. In my time--to which you have referred--I knew the lady. Does she wear well? ANTHONY. I beg your pardon, sir! AUSTIN. No offence, child, no offence. She was a very lively creature. But you neglect your chocolate, I see? ANTHONY. We don't patronise it, Mr. Austin; we haven't for some years: the service has quite changed since your time. You'd be surprised. AUSTIN. Doubtless. I am. ANTHONY. I assure you, sir, I and Jack Bosbury of the Fifty-second---- AUSTIN. The Hampshire Bosburys? ANTHONY. I do not know exactly, sir. I believe he is related. AUSTIN. Or perhaps--I remember a Mr. Bosbury, a cutter of coats. I have the vanity to believe I formed his business.