Brush, Lord Ogleby's valet, is showing off to the Sterling family's
Enter Bruſh, my Lord's valet-de-chambre, and Sterling's chamber-maid.
Bruſh.YOU ſhall ſtay, my dear, I inſiſt upon it.
Ch. Maid. Nay, pray, Sir, don't be ſo poſitive; I can't ſtay indeed.
Bruſh. You ſhall take one cup to our better acquaintance.
Ch. Maid. I ſeldom drinks chocolate; and if I did, one has no ſatisfaction, with ſuch apprehenſions about one—if my Lord ſhould wake, or the Swiſh gentleman ſhould ſee one, or Madam Heidelberg ſhould know of it, I ſhould be frighted to death—beſides I have had my tea already this morning—I'm ſure I hear my Lord. [in a fright.
Bruſh. No, no, Madam, don't flutter yourſelf—the moment my Lord wakes, he rings his bell, which I anſwer ſooner or later, as it ſuits my convenience.
Ch. Maid. But ſhould he come upon us without ringing—
Bruſh. I'll forgive
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