Has. [With stifled emotion.] Sir Luke, good morning to you—I call'd upon some trifling business, but I have out-staid my time, and therefore I'll call again in a couple of hours—Lady Tremor, good morning—my Lord—Mr. Twineall—
[Bows, and exit.
Twi. Sir Luke, your garden does look so divinely beautiful—
Sir Luke. Come, my Lord, will you take a turn in it? Come Mr. Twineall—come my dear—[taking her hand.] I can't think what business Mr. Haswell has to speak to me upon—for my part, I am quite a plain man—and busy myself about no one's affairs, except my own—but I dare say your Lordship has forgot all we have been talking about.
Lord. If you permit me, Sir Luke, I'll hand the Lady.
Sir Luke. Certainly, my Lord, if you please—come, Mr. Twineall, and I'll conduct you.[Exeunt.
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
ACT II.
SCENE I. An Apartment at Sir Luke Tremor's.
Enter Twineall and Meanright.