Archibald, in the insolent tone in which he was used to speak to a
_tradesman_, replied, that if he did break it, he hoped he was able to
pay for it. The watchmaker civilly answered, "he had no doubt of that,
but that the watch was not his property; it was Sir Philip Gosling's, who
would call for it, he expected, in a quarter of an hour."

At the name of Sir Philip Gosling, Archibald quickly changed his tone: he
had a great ambition to be of Sir Philip's acquaintance, for Sir Philip
was a young man who was to have a large fortune when he should come of
age, and who, in the meantime, spent as much of it as possible, with
great _spirit_ and little judgment. He had been sent to Edinburgh for his
education; and he spent his time in training horses, laying bets,
parading in the public walks, and ridiculing, or, in his own phrase,
_quizzing_ every sensible young man, who applied to literature or
science. Sir Philip, whenever he frequented any of the professor's
classes, took care to make it evident to every body present, that he did
not come there to learn, and that he looked down with contempt upon all
who were _obliged_ to study; he was the first always to make any
disturbance in the classes, or, in his elegant language, _to make a row_.

This was the youth of whose acquaintance Archibald Mackenzie was
ambitious. He stayed in the shop, in hopes that Sir Philip would arrive:
he was not disappointed; Sir Philip came, and, with address which lady
Catherine would perhaps have admired, Archibald entered into conversation
with the young baronet, if conversation that might be called, which
consisted of a species of fashionable dialect, devoid of sense, and
destitute of any pretence to wit. To Forester this dialect was absolutely
unintelligible: after he had listened to it with sober contempt for a few
minutes, he pulled Henry away, saying, "Come, don't let us waste our time
here; let us go to the brewery that you promised to show me."