Sir Geo. Indeed! Are you sure of that?
Vill. Perfectly sure.
Sir Geo. I wish I had known it:——my uneasiness at dinner was occasioned by very different ideas.
Vill. Here then she comes, to receive your apology; but if she is true Woman, her displeasure will rise in proportion to your contrition;—and till you grow careless about her pardon, she won't grant it:——however, I'll leave you.——Matrimonial Duets are seldom set in the style I like.
[Exit Villers.
Enter Lady Frances.
Sir Geo. The sweet sorrow that glitters in these eyes, I cannot bear (embracing her). Look chearfully, you Rogue.
Lady Fran. I cannot look otherwise, if you are pleas'd with me.
Sir Geo. Well, Fanny, to-day you made your entrée in the Fashionable World; tell me honestly the impressions you receiv'd.
Lady Fran. Indeed, Sir George, I was so hurried from place to place, that I had not time to find out what my impressions were.