Act 1. Scene 1, (A handsome library. Sir Charles discovered writing, Wilson attending.) Sir C. Spare no expense, Wilson, in your preparations for Lady Hardwicke’s ball

tomorrow night. I wish to have the best music, the most costly supperWil. Rely upon it, sir. All shall be of the highest order. (Enter Footman.) Foot. Lord William Eustace. (Exit. Enter Lord William.) Sir C. Your lordship’s most obedient. Wilson, let Lady Hardwicke be informed that Lord

William is here. (Exit Wilson.) Lord W. My visit is simply one of business, thanks to your better luck, Sir Charles, and

my ill-fortune. (Gives a pocket book.) The twelve hundred I lost to you last night. I hope I am not late. A debt of honour is a matter of urgency.