Rich has not made up his mind.
I hear Mr.Huddy who was dispossessed of the Duke's Theatre contemplates the New Theatre in the Haymarket.

I must talk to him.

He hasn't yet found his new company.

An indifferent lot of strolling players I'm told was his old one.

Polly probably won't have a singing part but that's of no great matter just now." "You're bound to build castles in the air Mr.Gay," said Dr.Arbuthnot, taking his churchwarden from his lips.