Horatia. The ... [aside] at last I seem come to my wits end! [Aloud.] The....
Daresby. Mrs. Judith Rattleton, you are my friend, you will bear witness....
Horatia. The most important....
Sophia. O dear Aunt....
Barbara. If you would only hold your tongue!
Mrs. Jud. What a racket! what ... why....
Daresby. Mrs. Judith, I am here charged with....
Mrs. Jud. You, Daresby! Why, Colonel, this is....
Col. Not the Prince! Then he is concealed in the house! I see all; follow me, Guards ... [Sophy throws herself at his feet; Horatia and Barbara rush to the door.]
Horatia. You shall pass over my corpse! I am desperate! [The door suddenly opens. Enter Charles guarded by O’Shannon and the Corporal.]