Miss Sna. Hush! he’s here.
Miss Sky. Is he? I’ll let him know that my affections are not to be obtained under false pretences.
[A knock at the door, F.E.L.
Miss Sna. Come in.
Re-enter PINKEY with a paper in his hand, F.E.L.
Pin. It’s only me. I’ve got the speech. (Aside.) There’s the old lady come, Miss Snare, and her neice that lives with her; you asked them here you know to find out who they are. And the strange young man, that nobody can learn what he can be, is here, too. The ladies were asking for you, and I said I’d find you for them.
Miss Sna. You’re very kind, I’ll go to them directly. What do you think?—the young man that I have watched walking in the fields, every now and then, with the neice of the old maid at the cottage, and that we suspect is related to Miss Coy, is actually come here to tea this evening.
Miss Sky. Have you invited him?
Miss Sna. I caught him making a sketch of my little house here, and I told him as he seemed so taken with the beauty of its exterior that he was welcome to step in and survey the interior. Then I told him that two friends of his were coming here this evening, and that I should be happy to see him meet them. And he is actually come? (To PINKEY.)