_Lady Rod_. [_Curtsies._] O! Maister Egerton, you touch my vary heart with your approbation--ha, ha, ha! that is the vary spirit of my intention, the instant I commence bride.--Weel! I am immensely proud that my fancy has the approbation of so sound an understanding, and so polished a taste as that of the all-accomplished [_Curtsies very low._] Mr. Egerton.
_Sir Per_. Weel,--but Lady Rodolpha--I wanted to ask your ladyship some questions about the company at the Bath;--they say you had aw the world there.
_Lady Rod_. O, yes!--there was a vary great mob there indeed;--but vary little company.--Aw Canaille,--except our ain party.--The place was crowded with your little purse-proud mechanics;--an odd kind of queer looking animals that have started intill fortune fra lottery tickets, rich prizes at sea, gambling in Change-Alley, and sic like caprices of fortune;--and away they aw crowd to the Bath to learn genteelity, and the names, titles, intrigues, and bon-mots of us people of fashion; ha, ha, ha!
_Lord Lum_. Ha, ha, ha! I know them;--I know the things you mean, my dear, extremely well.--I have observed them a thousand times, and wondered where the devil they all came from; ha, ha, ha!
_Lady Mac_. Pray, Lady Rodolpha, what were your diversions at Bath?
_Lady Rod_. Guid traith, my lady, the company were my diversion,--and better na human follies ever afforded; ha, ha, ha! sic an a mixture--and sic oddities, ha, ha, ha!--a perfect Gallimaufry.--Lady Kunegunda M'Kenzie and I used to gang about till every part of this human chaos, on purpose to reconnoitre the monsters and pick up their frivolities; ha, ha, ha!
_Sir Per_. Ha, ha, ha! why that must have been a high entertainment till your ladyship.
_Lady Rod_. Superlative and inexhaustible, Sir Pertinax; ha, ha, ha!-- Madam, we had in one group--a peer and a sharper,--a dutchess and a pinmaker's wife,--a boarding school miss and her grandmother,--a fat parson, a lean general, and a yellow admiral,--ha, ha, ha!--aw speaking together--and bawling and wrangling in fierce contention, as if the fame and fortune of aw the parties were to be the issue of the conflict.
_Sir Per_. Ha, ha, ha! pray, madam, what was the object of their contention?