Har. (alone.) What a fool was I to send for this man!—A little plain looking girl! What do the people mean? They will drive me mad amongst them. Why does not the little witch wear high heels to her shoes, and stick a plume of feathers in her cap? Oh! they will drive me distracted!
SCENE II.
Mr. Withrington's House. Agnes discovered embroidering at a small table, Harwood standing by her, and hanging fondly over her as she works.
Har. How pretty it is! Now you put a little purple on the side of the flower.
Ag. Yes, a very little shade.
Har. And now a little brown upon that.
Ag. Even so.
Har. And thus you work up and down, with that tiny needle of yours, till the whole flower is completed. (Pauses, still looking at her working.) Why, Agnes, you little witch! you're doing that leaf wrong.
Ag. You may pick it out then, and do it better for me. I'm sure you have been idle enough all the morning, it is time you were employed about something.
Har. And so I will. (Sitting down by her, and taking hold of the work.)
Ag. (Covering the flower with her hand.) O! no, no!
