Falk. I am just informed that every thing is finally arranged between your lady and his lordship respecting Helen’s marriage.
Sir W. Yes, every thing is happily settled.
Falk. I am sincerely sorry to hear it.
Sir W. You are! I should have thought Mr. Falkner, that my daughter’s happiness was dear to you.
Falk. It is, and therefore I do not wish to see her married to lord Austencourt.
Sir W. Why then what the devil is it you mean?
Falk. To see her married to the man of her heart, with whom I trust to see her as happy—as you are with lady Worret.
Sir W. Yes, ha! ha! ha! yes! but you are in jest respecting my daughter.
Falk. No matter! where is Helen?
Sir W. Safe under lock and key.