SIR JO. The same, sir, of Wittoll Hall in COMITATU Bucks.

SHARP. Is it possible! Then I am happy to have obliged the mirror
of knighthood and pink of courtesie in the age. Let me embrace
you.

SIR JO. O Lord, sir!

SHARP. My loss I esteem as a trifle repaid with interest, since it
has purchased me the friendship and acquaintance of the person in
the world whose character I admire.

SIR JO. You are only pleased to say so, sir. But, pray, if I may
be so bold, what is that loss you mention?

SHARP. Oh, term it no longer so, sir. In the scuffle last night I
only dropt a bill of a hundred pound, which, I confess, I came half
despairing to recover; but, thanks to my better fortune -

SIR JO. You have found it, sir, then, it seems; I profess I'm
heartily glad -

SHARP. Sir, your humble servant. I don't question but you are,
that you have so cheap an opportunity of expressing your gratitude
and generosity, since the paying so trivial a sum will wholly
acquit you and doubly engage me.

SIR JO. What a dickens does he mean by a trivial sum? [Aside.]
But ha'n't you found it, sir!