Phil. [To Cimberton.] Sir, my lady desires to show the apartment to you that she intends for Sir Geoffry.
Cimb. Well, sir! by that time you will have sufficiently gazed and sunned yourself in the beauties of my spouse there.—I will wait on you again. [Exit Cimb. and Phil.
Myrt. Were it not, madam, that I might be troublesome, there is something of importance, though we are alone, which I would say more safe from being heard.
Luc. There is something in this old fellow, methinks, that raises my curiosity. [Aside.
Myrt. To be free, madam, I as heartily contemn this kinsman of mine as you do, and am sorry to see so much beauty and merit devoted by your parents to so insensible a possessor.
Luc. Surprising!—I hope, then, sir, you will not contribute to the wrong you are so generous as to pity, whatever may be the interest of your family.
Myrt. This hand of mine shall never be employed to sign anything against your good and happiness.
Luc. I am sorry, sir, it is not in my power to make you proper acknowledgments; but there is a gentleman in the world whose gratitude will, I am sure, be worthy of the favour.
Myrt. All the thanks I desire, madam, are in your power to give.
Luc. Name them and command them.