Ind. What said you, sir? Your wife? Whither does my fancy carry me? What means this unfelt motion at my heart? And yet, again my fortune but deludes me; for if I err not, sir, your name is Sealand; but my lost father's name was——
Mr. Seal. Danvers; was it not?
Ind. What new amazement? That is, indeed, my family.
Mr. Seal. Know, then, when my misfortunes drove me to the Indies, for reasons too tedious now to mention, I changed my name of Danvers into Sealand.
Enter Isabella.
Isab. If yet there wants an explanation of your wonder, examine well this face (yours, sir, I well remember), gaze on and read in me your sister, Isabella.
Mr. Seal. My sister!
Isab. But here's a claim more tender yet——your Indiana, sir, your long-lost daughter.
Mr. Seal. Oh, my child! my child!