Enter Manly.
Man. I ask pardon for my intrusion, Madam; but I hope my business with my Lord will excuse it.
Lady Town. I believe you'll find him in the next room, Sir.
Man. Will you give me leave, Madam?
Lady Town. Sir——you have my leave, tho' you were a lady.
Man. [Aside.] What a well bred age do we live in?
[Exit Manly.
Enter Lady Grace.
Lady Town. O! my dear Lady Grace! how could you leave me so unmercifully alone all this while?
Lady Grace. I thought my Lord had been with you.