Jar. One that hoped to see you with better looks. Why do you turn so from me? I have brought comfort with me—And see who comes to give it welcome!
Bev. My wife and sister! Why, 'tis but one pang more then, and farewel world.
[Aside.
SCENE VII.
Enter Mrs. Beverley, and Charlotte.
Mrs. Bev. Where is he? (Runs and embraces him) O, I have him! I have him! And now they shall never part us more! I have news, love, to make you happy for ever—but don't look coldly on me.
Char. How is it, brother?
Mrs. Bev. Alas! he hears us not. Speak to me, love. I have no heart to see you thus.
Bev. Nor I to bear the sense of so much shame. This is a sad place.
Mrs. Bev. We come to take you from it; to tell you that the world goes well again; that providence has seen our sorrows, and sent the means to heal them—Your uncle died yesterday.