Dam. I don’t know; the house has been shut up for some time—it has undergone complete repair—new furniture from London has been seen going in—a set of servants are there, but who the party is that has invited me, I neither know nor care to know.
[Goes up the stage, followed by MISS MACAW.
Che. Let us leave this loving couple to themselves—will you accompany me to this Manor house to-night?
Miss Mea. Certainly, if you wish for my society.
Che. Wish for your society!—Jessy—I must now remove the mask—nothing can occur now to prevent our happiness—and you shall know who and what I am—I am burning with impatience to tell you——
Miss Mea. (Interrupting.) I hope you are what you have seemed to be; if you are not poor, I shall never love you; if you are not the indigent struggling creature I have believed you to be, there is an end of all—there shall be no marriage—no love in a cottage—no second floor in London—I have done with you for ever.
Che. Hear me, Jessy.
Miss Mea. Well, I will hear you—step this way—in the garden we shall be free from interruption; and there, when you have told me the whole truth, if I discover that you have deceived me—I—I shall break my heart with vexation.
[Exeunt F.E.L.
Dam. (R.) What is the matter with them, I wonder—quarrelling of course—all that the men and women seem to have to do when they get together—all that they are fit for I know. Now, madam, for our affair—to-morrow morning, the ceremony over, you go to my house.