Mrs. D. No!
Clerk. Is there no fourth person with him? no old man?
Mrs. D. No! yes! Oh, torture me no more!
Clerk. I shall examine—do you remain here, Madam. [Exit.
Mrs. D. [goes up to the door and calls]. Augusta! Frederick! Augusta!
Enter AUGUSTA and FREDERICK.
Mrs. D. What an accident! The Chancellor's clerk is here, in search of the old man. I misunderstood him, and told him the Chancellor was here; he is gone up stairs. Frederick, see if the house be free; we must save the old man. [Exit Serv.
Augusta. Have you heard of my father?
Mrs. D. No, good God! no!—The old man, how is he? does he sleep?
Augusta. So softly, so quietly! Alas! it is long, I fear, since he has slept so.