Mr. D. Leave me, I say.
Lewis. That you might more easily draw my secret from me!
Mr. D. For God's sake leave me!
Lewis. A fine trick for a man who glories in his sincerity!
Mr. D. Sir, I warn you——
Lewis. Who boasts of his plain dealing; yet, in spite of his honesty, commits acts——
Mr. D. Young man, be silent!
Lewis. Acts that any body would be ashamed of. Sir, you may know I have always seen through your mask. We have only two years more to be concerned with each other. You may release yourself before, if you please.—I thank you for all your cares.
Mr. D. Ungrateful miscreant!—Oh, my child, my poor child!
Lewis. So! you perhaps had other designs?