[Exit Lady Townly.
Lord Town. Insensible creature! neither reproaches, or indulgence, kindness or severity, can wake her to the least reflection! Continual licence has lull'd her into such a lethargy of care, that she speaks of her excesses with the same easy confidence, as if they were so many virtues. What a turn has her head taken?——But how to cure it——I am afraid the physic must be strong that reaches her——Lenitives, I see, are to no purpose——take my friend's opinion——Manly will speak freely——my sister with tenderness to both sides. They know my case——I'll talk with 'em.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Mr. Manly, my Lord has sent to know, if your Lordship was at home.
Lord Town. They did not deny me?
Serv. No, my Lord.
Lord Town. Very well; step up to my sister, and say, I desire to speak with her.
Serv. Lady Grace is here, my Lord.
[Exit Serv.
Enter Lady Grace.