Enter Saville and Kitty Willis, habited like Lady Frances.
Sav. I have seen Courtall in Sir George's habit, though he endeavoured to keep himself conceal'd. Go, and seat yourself in the tea-room, and on no account discover your face:—remember too, Kitty, that the Woman you are to personate is a Woman of Virtue.
Kitty. I am afraid I shall find that a difficult character: indeed I believe it is seldom kept up through a whole Masquerade.
Sav. Of that you can be no judge——Follow my directions, and you shall be rewarded.
[Exit Kitty.
Enter Doricourt.
Dor. Ha! Saville! Did you see a Lady dance just now?
Sav. No.
Dor. Very odd. No body knows her.
Sav. Where is Miss Hardy?