FANNY. I tell you what, ma'am, I don't get no wages of you--you're only a visitor, and I won't stand being talked to by you. So if you attempts to blow me up, I'll give you a bit of my mind, more mayhap than you like. FABLE. There's another row! more quietness. Servants so civil--oh, beautiful! HOLD. Ha, ha, ha! a pretty business; it's too late to get anything. Well, ladies and gents, I am very sorry--very sorry to send you supperless to bed; but you see all the circumstances--the supper is dropped, so I've no other course than to drop the subject. FABLE. Splendid entertainment! HOLD. We have nothing to do but to retire for the night, and leave you, Fable, to repose on the sofa bed. FANNY. Sir! Oh, oh!--sir, the sofa can't be made up--we have no bed. EUCLID. (_aside._) Some good spirit inspired that thought--a reprieve. FABLE. Oh, very well then, I'll lay down on the sofa as it is. (_aside._) Charming accomodation! HOLD. Why, my dear sir, I see no other course. I am very sorry you came-- EUCLID. (_aside._) So am I. HOLD. Under such awkward circumstances; always happy to see you, you know. MRS. F. Well, I think we may as well retire; don't you, Mr. Facile? EUCLID. Ahem! My dear, I must--that is--yes, I must sit up rather late, to finish a job I have in hand--an article for the Philosophical Repository. MRS. F. Ah, if your gallantry were equal to your philosophy, what a different husband you would be. [_Exeunt MRS. FACILE and JULIA, with candle, R._ HOLD. Good night; you will not find your night's rest spoiled by a hot supper, Fergus, ha, ha, ha! [_Exit, R._ EUCLID. (_whispers._) Fanny, as soon as he is asleep, you must come here with me, bring your scissors, and we'll cut a certain gentleman out of the side of the sofa; for we shall not be able to fish him up while this fellow is asleep over him. FANNY. Suppose we wake him. EUCLID. Then we must kill him too. [_Exit, R._ FABLE. Rather a pretty girl that! I'll talk to her. You need not hurry yourself, my dear. FANNY. I don't wish to keep you from sleeping, sir. FABLE. I ain't at all sleepy. FANNY. Horrid man! how inconvenient! (_aside._) You must be sleepy; you ought to be sleepy; and the best thing you can do is, to go to sleep as fast as you can, and continue sleeping as soundly as possible. [_Exit FANNY, R._ FABLE. I'll go to-morrow. Hang me if ever I met with such a family in my life! (_lies down on sofa._) Such capering, quarrelling, blowing up and fasting. Ugh! let me go to sleep and forget their existence. (_EUCLID and FANNY are seen at the door R. with scissors and dark lanthorn._) Charming family--supper dropped--(_dosing._) EUCLID. He's going off. FANNY. Yes, so shall I to-morrow. To _Merrikey_ most likely. EUCLID. But now to business. FANNY. Heigho! this is not making a business of a pleasure. EUCLID. Look at his ugly face--he is asleep. (_holds lanthorn in Fable's face._