Sir Luc. Now, I’ll leave you to fix your own time.—Take my advice, and you’ll decide it this evening if you can; then let the worst come of it, ’twill be off your mind to-morrow.
Acres. Very true.
Sir Luc. So I shall see nothing of you, unless it be by letter, till the evening.—I would do myself the honour to carry your message; but, to tell you a secret, I believe I shall have just such another affair on my own hands. There is a gay captain here, who put a jest on me lately, at the expense of my country, and I only want to fall in with the gentleman, to call him out.
Acres. By my valour, I should like to see you fight first! Odds life! I should like to see you kill him, if it was only to get a little lesson.
Sir Luc. I shall be very proud of instructing you. Well for the present—but remember now, when you meet your antagonist, do every thing in a mild and agreeable manner.—Let your courage be as keen, but at the same time as polished, as your sword.
[Exeunt severally.