Job. [Impatiently.] To the Manor-house with me, directly.
Mary. To the Manor-house! Oh, my dear father, think of what you are doing! think of me!
Job. Of you!—I think of nothing else. I'll see you righted. Don't be terrified, child—damn it, you know I doat on you: but we are all equals in the eye of the law; and rot me, if I won't make a baronet's son shake in his shoes, for betraying a brazier's daughter. Come, love, come!
Exeunt Job and Mary.
Dennis. There'll be a big boderation at the Manor-house! My customers are all gone, that I was to entertain:—nobody's left but my lambkin, who don't entertain me: Sir Simon's butler gives good Madeira:—so, I'm off, after the rest; and the Red Cow and mother Brulgruddery may take care of one another.
[Exit.
SCENE II.
Enter Frank Rochdale.
Frank. Shuffleton's intelligence astonishes me!—So soon to throw herself into the arms of another!——and what could effect, even if time for perseverance had favoured him, such a person's success with her!
Enter Sir Simon Rochdale.