Land. Welford! that is a name I am acquainted with. I should be glad to talk with her a little.
Bet. I will call her in then.
[Enter Fanny.
Land. Come hither, young woman; I have heard your story, and been much interested by it. You are an orphan, I find.
Fanny. Yes, sir; a poor orphan.
Land. Your name is Welford?
Fan. It is, sir.
Land. Where did your parents live?
Fan. In London, sir; but they died when I was very young, and I went to my grandmother’s in Surrey.
Land. Was she your father’s mother? You will excuse my questions. I do not ask from idle curiosity.