Has. Sir Luke, my Lord Flint told me he was coming back directly—pray inform him I had business elsewhere, and cou'd wait no longer. [Exit.
Elv. O! I'm undone.
Lady. Follow him, if you have any thing to say?
Elv. I dare not—I feel the terror of his just reproach.
Lady. Did you know him in England?
Aur. Dear Madam, will you suffer me to speak a few words——
[Aside to Lady Tremor.
Sir Luke. Aye; leave her and her relation together, and let us take a turn in the garden with Mr. Twineall.—I'm afraid his Lordship will be back before we have drawn him to say more on the subject, for which he will be arrested.
Lady. You are right.
Sir Luke. Mr. Twineall, will you walk this way?—That young lady and gentleman wish to have a little conversation.