to accept only on condition that I would allow him to accompany me.
Squire.—Which I take as a high compliment to myself, and shall do all in my power to make you remember the hospitalities of Clyde Hall. [All make show of conversing.]
Dorothy (To Leslie).—I am so glad you have come.
Leslie.—I am more than glad; I cannot express my happiness.
Dorothy.—And papa wrote his consent—were you not surprised?
Leslie.—No, Dorothy, love; your father is sensible, and judges a man by his personal worth rather than by the weight of his purse.
Dorothy.—You have told no one?
Leslie.—Only my employer.
Dorothy.—You rogue! No wonder he came with you.
Squire.—Yes, yes; that is so, we had better go to the mansion. Mrs. Felton, we will depart. Recollect, Em’ly, until we unmask you are Dorothy Clyde—that is, to Morley Dingle. Good day, ladies.