CHARLOT.
And that from his eyes being constantly fixed on my window (for the information of which, I presume he is indebted to you.)——
JACK.
He! he! he!
CHARLOT.
I had a pretty shrewd guess at his business; but tell him that unless my fa——Hush! our tyrant is return'd. Don't leave the house till I see you.
Enter Mrs. Circuit and Betty.
Mrs. CIRCUIT.
So, Sir, what makes you loitering from chambers? I thought I told you, you should never be here but at meals? [Exit Jack.] One spy is enough in a family.—Miss, you may go to your room; and d'ye hear—I shall have company, so you need not come down. [Exit Charlot.]—Betty, no message or letter?
BETTY.