That was hard indeed, Jack.
_Mr.H_.Parsons have stuck at publishing the banns, because they averred it was a heathenish name; parents have lingered their consent, because they suspected it was a fictitious name; and rivals have declined my challenges, because they pretended it was an ungentlemanly name.
_Belvil_.

Ha, ha, ha! but what course do you mean to pursue?
_Mr.H_.To engage the affections of some generous girl, who will be content to take me as Mr.H.
_Belvil_.

Mr.H.?
_Mr.H_.Yes, that is the name I go by here; you know one likes to be as near the truth as possible.
_Belvil_.Certainly.But what then?
to get her to consent-- _Mr.H_.To accompany me to the altar without a name--in short, to suspend her curiosity (that is all) till the moment the priest shall pronounce the irrevocable charm, which makes two names one.
_Belvil_.

And that name--and then she must be pleased, ha, Jack?
_Mr.H_.Exactly such a girl it has been my fortune to meet with; hark'e (_whispers_)--( _musing_).

Yet, hang it! 'tis cruel to betray her confidence.
_Belvil_.