Lio. Cruel girl, does it add to your joy
To wound the heart that loves you well?
My wild grief, my deep despairing,
Must my love and madness tell.
Cho. Just rebuke of his offences,
Shall not cause so much dismay.
Off to prison let's despatch him,
So our sport no longer delay.
Lady H. Ah, I wound a heart that loves me well.
(Curtain falls as Lionel is led off under arrest, and Lady H. steps into a sedan chair which has been brought on. Tableau.)
ACT FIVE.
(Curtain rises on Richmond fair scene, set as before. The courtiers, all dressed as farmers and maid servants, are standing about.)
No. 18a.
Cho. I can sew, sir, I can scrub, sir,
I'm a good one at a tub, sir,
Yes, to every sort of work
My hand I turn and never shirk, etc. (as before).
(Lady Harriet, Nancy and Plunket enter and come down front while chorus sings. Lionel enters from the other side and wanders about among the booths, not looking at anything or anyone, wrapped in a deep reverie. He is plainly distraught, utterly unbalanced by the sad experience he has had. Lady H. and Nan. are in their hunting costumes.)