Enter Flutter.
Flut. Here they come!—Here they come!——Their coach stopped, as mine drove off.
Lady Fran. Then Miss Hardy's fate is at a crisis.—She plays a hazardous game, and I tremble for her.
Sav. (without) Come, let me guide you!—This way, my poor Friend! Why are you so furious?
Doric. (without) The House of Death—to the House of Death!
Enter Doricourt, and Saville.
Ah! this is the spot!
Lady Fran. How wild and fiery he looks!
Miss Ogle. Now, I think, he looks terrified.
Flut. Poor creature, how his eyes work!