Lucy. Oh! good Gilbert.
Gil. Stay but one moment longer, and as I am a man, I’ll send thee headforemost into the street.
Gray. Fine words!
Gil. We’ll try then.
(Gilbert is rushing at Grayling, when Lucy comes between them, Gwinett enters hastily at this moment, and starts on beholding Lucy; Grayling sees Gwinett, exchanges a look of defiance with Gilbert and Lucy, and goes sullenly off. P. S.)
Gwin. (aside.) ’Tis she! oh, heavens! all my dangers are repaid.
Gil. An unruly customer, Sir, that’s all—I’ll take care he does not disturb you. (To Lucy.) This is the gentleman who would speak to you.
Lucy. Do not leave me.
Gil. Nay, he has something he says to tell thee privately—I’ll be within call.
[Exit R.