EDWARD. It will be impossible, I think.
ELINOR. (rushes in.) Lisa! my child!
LISA. Mother, mother, have you come? (Throws herself into Elinor's arms.)
MRS. L. How did you come here, woman?
ELINOR. O, I ran away; they have not caught me this time. Come, Lisa, we must be off like lightning.
LISA. Mother, we are going to stay here, and live in a nice cottage, near Edith.
ELINOR. Who said so? They are laughing at you.
EDITH. Yes, it is true. Lisa is to be my little scholar.