Will. No, my lady.
Lady W. Then go and hasten the coachman.
Will. No, my lady—yes, my lady.
Lady W. And William, send up Tiffany to Miss Helen’s room, and bid her say we expect her at breakfast.
Will. Miss Helen has been in the park these two hours.
Sir W. (Laughs aside.)
Lady W. How! in the park these two hours? Impossible. Send Tiffany to seek her.
Will. Yes, my lady. [Exit.
Sir W. So, as usual, risen with the lark, I suppose.
Lady W. Her disobedience will break my heart.