Sir Philip. Emma, go to your apartment.
Miss B. Poor Henry!
Sir Philip. Imprudent man!
Everg. [Sir Philip turns from hint with resentment.] Nay, be not angry; he is without, and entreats to be admitted.
Sir Philip. I cannot, will not, again behold him.
Everg. I am sorry you refuse me, as it compels me to repeat his words: "If," said he, "Sir Philip denies my humble request, tell him, I demand to see him."
Sir Philip. Demand to see me! well, his high command shall be obeyed then [Sarcastically]. Bid him approach.
[Exit Evergreen.
Enter Henry.
Sir Philip. By what title, sir, do you thus intrude on me?