Man. You oblige me, Madam.
[He takes the other Letter and reads.
Lady Grace. [Aside.] Now am I in the oddest situation! methinks our conversation grows terribly critical! This must produce something:——O lud! would it were over!
Man. Now, Madam, I begin to have some light into the poor project, that is at the bottom of all this.
Lady Grace. I have no notion of what could be proposed by it.
Man. A little patience, Madam——First, as to the insinuation you mention——
Lady Grace. O! what is he going to say now!
[Aside.
Man. Tho' my intimacy with my Lord may have allow'd my visits to have been very frequent here of late; yet, in such a talking town as this, you must not wonder, if a great many of those visits are plac'd to your account: And this taken for granted, I suppose has been told to my Lady Wronghead, as a piece of news, since her arrival, not improbably without many more imaginary circumstances.
Lady Grace. My Lady Wronghead!