[Kneels.
Miss Als. Humph! I hope he means me, though.
Lord G. The character in which you see me here makes me appear more odious to myself, if possible, than I am to you.
Miss Als. [Behind.] By all that's treacherous I doubt it.
Miss Alton. Desist, my lord——Miss Alscrip has a claim.——
Miss Als. Ay, now for it.
Lord G. By Heaven, she is my aversion. It is my family, on whom I am dependent, that has betrayed me into these cursed addresses.—Accept my contrition—pity a wretch struggling with the complicated torments of passion, shame, penitence and despair.
Miss Als. [Comes forward—all stand confused.] I never saw a part better doubled in my life!
Lord G. Confusion! What a light do I appear in to them both! How shall I redeem myself, even in my own opinion?