Mr. D. I will tell you in the afternoon.
Lewis. Very well. [Exit Lewis.
Mr. D. Is it come to this? Now I see my misfortune clearly [throws himself into a chair]. Is this my reward! What must be done now?
Enter Mr. ROSE.
Mr. R. Forgive me, dear Drave, if I interrupt——
Mr. D. Do not take it amiss, Rose; but indeed you have come at a wrong time——
Mr. R. 'Tis too true; I have come at a wrong time; would to God there had been no necessity! yet hear me.
Mr. D. I cannot; my heart is distracted—
Mr. R. For heaven's sake, hear an unfortunate man.
Mr. D. If your misfortune is greater than mine, I will hear you.