Eger. [With great dignity of spirit.] I would, sir.

Sir Per.  Then damn you, sir,—­you are nai true Scot.—­Ay, sir, you may look as angry as you will,—­but again I say—­you are nai true Scot.

Eger.  Your pardon, sir, I think he is the true Scot, and the true citizen, who wishes equal justice to the merit and demerit of every subject of Great Britain; amongst whom I know but of two distinctions.

Sir Per.  Weel sir, and what are those? what are those?

Eger.  The knave and the honest man.

Sir Per.  Pshaw! rideeculous.

Eger.  And he, who makes any other—­let him be of the North, or of the South—­of the East, or of the West—­in place, or out of place—­is an enemy to the whole, and to the virtues of humanity.

Sir Per.  Ay, sir, this is your brother’s impudent doctrine—­for the which, I have banished him for ever fra my presence, my heart, and my fortune.—­Sir, I will have no son of mine, because truly he has been educated in an English seminary, presume, under the mask of candour, to speak against his native land, or against my principles.

Eger.  I never did—­nor do I intend it.

Sir Per.  Sir, I do not believe you—­I do not believe you.—­But, sir, I know your connections and associates, and I know too, you have a saucy, lurking prejudice against your ain country:—­you hate it;—­yes, your mother, her family, and your brother, sir, have aw the same, dark, disaffected rankling; and, by that and their politics together, they will be the ruin of you—­themselves—­and of aw who connect with them.—­However, nai mair of that now;—­I will talk at large to you about that anon.—­In the mean while, sir—­notwithstanding your contempt of my advice, and your disobedience till my commands, I will convince you of my paternal attention till your welfare, by my management of this voluptuary—­this Lord Lumbercourt,—­whose daughter you are to marry.  You ken, sir, that the fellow has been my patron above these five and thraty years.,

Eger.  True, sir.

Sir Per.  Vary weel.—­And now, sir, you see, by his prodigality, he is become my dependent; and accordingly I have made my bargain with him:—­the devil a baubee he has in the world but what comes thro’ these clutches—­ for his whole estate, which has three implicit boroughs upon it,—­mark—­is now in my custody at nurse;—­the which estate, on my paying off his debts, and allowing him a life rent of five thousand pounds per annum, is to be made over till me for my life, and at my death is to descend till ye and your issue.—­The peerage of Lumbercourt, you ken, will follow of course.—­ So, sir, you see there are three impleecit boroughs, the whole patrimony of Lumbercourt, and a peerage at one slap.—­Why it is a stroke—­a hit—­a hit.——­Zounds! sir, a mon may live a century and not make sic an a hit again.