Scene + 

IX + 

The street, near Turnstile’s house. + 

Enter Tripes and Smooth, meeting. + 

Smooth + 

Taking both Tripes’ hands. My dear Tripes, how d’ye do?⁠—Pray, how is your good lady?⁠—What a jolly party at your house last night! and Mrs. Tripes, I hope, is none the worse for it? + 

Tripes + 

Oh dear sir, no! Mrs. Tripes and my daughters were so pleased with your Scotch singing. + 

Smooth + 

And your boys, how are they?⁠—fine, promising, active fellows.⁠—You’ve heard from MacLeech? + 

Tripes + 

Just received the note as I left home. + 

Smooth + 

All is quite right, you see, your cousin has the appointment at the Cape. I knew MacLeech was just the man for the details. A ship, I find, is to sail in about three weeks; and significantly I don’t think your cousin need be very scrupulous about freight and passage. + 

Tripes + 

You are too good, Mr. Smooth. I’m sure if anything that I can do⁠—my sense of all your kindness⁠— + 

Smooth + 

I was thinking, when I saw those fine lads of yours, that another assistant to my under secretary’s deputy⁠—but (between you and me) Hume thinks that one is more than enough. We must wait a little. + 

Takes Tripes’ arm. Exeunt. + 