[Flings herself into a chair, with her face from the door.
Enter Sir Anthony and Captain Absolute
Sir A. Here we are, Mrs. Malaprop; come to mitigate the frowns of unrelenting beauty,—and difficulty enough I had to bring this fellow. I don't know what's the matter, but if I had not held him by force he'd have given me the slip.
Mrs. M. You have infinite trouble, Sir Anthony, in the affair. I am ashamed for the cause! Lydia, Lydia, rise, I beseech you!—pay your respects!
[Aside to her.
Sir A. I hope, madam, that Miss Languish has reflected on the worth of this gentleman, and the regard due to her aunt's choice, and my alliance. Now, Jack, speak to her.
[Aside to him.
Capt. A. What the devil shall I do? [Aside.]—You see, sir, she won't even look at me while you are here. I knew she wouldn't!—I told you so.—Let me entreat you, sir, to leave us together!
Mrs. M. I am sorry to say, Sir Anthony, that my affluence over my niece is very small. Turn round, Lydia, I blush for you!
[Aside to her.