Con. Just after you left me, upon opening my book of accompts, which lay in the drawer of the reading desk, to my great surprise, I there found this case of jewels, containing a most elegant pair of ear-rings, a necklace of great value, and two bank bills in this pocket book, the mystery of which, sir, I presume you can explain.
Eger. I can.
Con. They were of your conveying then?
Eger. They were, madam.
Con. I assure you they startled and alarmed me.
Eger. I hope it was a kind alarm;—such as blushing virtue feels, when, with her hand, she gives her heart and last consent.
Con. It was not indeed, sir.
Eger. Do not say so, Constantia: come—be kind at once;—my peace and worldly bliss depend upon this moment.
Con. What would you have me do?
Eger. What love and virtue dictate.