Che. You shall yet have your wish. To please you I will even consent to be poor. (To MISS COY.) Aunt Caroline!
Nig. Aunt Caroline! Are you her nephew?
Che. I am, sir. At the hazard of her own happiness, almost at the risk of her good name, she kept a secret that I required of her—I made a promise a short time since that I would replace the income she has been deprived of by her agent, and I will do so; therefore, sir, (To NIGGLE.) you do not marry a penniless woman, whilst I by impoverishing myself, gratify the object of my choice!
Dam. Madman! go take your fate by the hand, and commence your sad career!
[CHESTER crosses to MISS MEADOWS—DAMPER reads the last papers.
All. The last couple—now for the last couple!
Dam. “David Damper, Maria Macaw—Maria Macaw, David Damper.” Eh, what d’ye think of that? Come to me, fright! (To MISS MACAW.)
Miss Mac. (Crossing to him.) Object! I obey you.
Dam. Now isn’t it noble of us to form a marriage, for which none of you can guess the inducement?