Roger. It would give my heart joy to see it, Master.
Jack. Was ever an unfortunate Gentleman in such distress? Such a day of Embarras, I never knew—pelted by the Mob, and my Father now threatening to have the Girl himself. Old Cojer is still a tough piece of Oak, and if he shou'd get a chopping Boy Egad, it may spoil the Beau. Let me see—why as my French Manners are all mere Affectation and as it will be much harder for me to keep it up I don't know whether I had not better own the Truth.
Roger. You had, indeed Master, and be a brave Englishman as you was before.
Jack. Egad, I have a mind to surprize 'em with another Frolick—let me take a moment's thought. Roger do you follow me upstairs. (Exit)
(Reenter SIR ROBERT and QUICKSETT)
Sir Robert. The young Man, Mr. Quicksett has no harm in him in the main—
Quicksett. Well but you know I am a downright Englishman, and I can never think of marrying my Daughter to a ridiculous ape of those perfidious Frenchman who have always been the Disturbers of Europe—and now have put the Nation to such an Expense.
(Enter HARRIET)
Harriet. Did you send for me, Sir?
Quicksett. Yes child; you must pack up all your things, and to get ready to go with me into the country to-morrow Morning.