Exit.
Hast. My heart, how can I support this! To be so near happiness, and such happiness.
Marl. (To Tony.) You see now, young gentleman, the effects of your folly. What might be amusement to you, is here disappointment, and even distress.
Tony. (From a reverie.) Ecod, I have hit it. It's here. Your hands. Yours and yours, my poor sulky. My boots there, ho! Meet me two hours hence at the bottom of the garden; and if you don't find Tony Lumpkin a more good-natured fellow than you thought for, I'll give you leave to take my best horse, and Bet Bouncer into the bargain. Come along. My boots, ho!
Exeunt.
ACT V.
Scene continues.
Enter Hastings and Servant.
Hast. You saw the old lady and Miss Neville drive off, you say?