Scene I.A Street.
Enter Thomas; he crosses the Stage; Fag follows, looking after him.
Fag. What! Thomas! sure tis he?What! Thomas! Thomas!
Thos. Hey!Odds life! Mr. Fag!give us your hand, my old fellow-servant.
Fag. Excuse my glove, Thomas:Im devilish glad to see you, my lad. Why, my prince of charioteers, you look as hearty!but who the deuce thought of seeing you in Bath?
Thos. Sure, master, Madam Julia, Harry, Mrs. Kate, and the postilion, be all come.
Thos. Ay, master thought another fit of the gout was coming to make him a visit; so hed a mind to git the slip, and whip! we were all off at an hours warning.
Fag. Ay, ay, hasty in everything, or it would not be Sir Anthony Absolute!
Thos. But tell us, Mr. Fag, how does young master? Odd! Sir Anthony will stare to see the captain here!
Fag. I do not serve Captain Absolute now.
Thos. Why sure!
Fag. At present I am employed by Ensign Beverley.
Thos. I doubt, Mr. Fag, you hant changed for the better.
Fag. I have not changed, Thomas.
Thos. No! Why didnt you say you had left young master?
Fag. No.Well, honest Thomas, I must puzzle you no farther: briefly thenCaptain Absolute and Ensign Beverley are one and the same person.
Thos. The devil they are!
Fag. So it is indeed, Thomas; and the ensign half of my master being on guard at presentthe captain has nothing to do with me.
Thos. So, so!What, this is some freak, I warrant!Do tell us, Mr. Fag, the meaning otyou know I ha trusted you.
Fag. Youll be secret, Thomas?
Thos. As a coach-horse.
Fag. Why then the cause of all this isLove,Love, Thomas, who (as you may get read to you) has been a masquerader ever since the days of Jupiter.
Thos. Ay, ay;I guessed there was a lady in the case:but pray, why does your master pass only for an ensign?Now if he had shammed general indeed