Mrs. Heidel. I am thunderſtuck!
Lord Ogle. I am petrify'd!
Sir John. And I undone!
Fanny. [recovering.] O Lovewell!—even ſupported by thee, I dare not look my father nor his Lordſhip in the face.
Sterl. What now! did not I ſend you to London, Sir?
Lord Ogle. Eh!—What!—How's this?—by what right and title have you been half the night in that lady's bed-chamber?
Lovew. By that right that makes me the happieſt of men; and by a title which I would not forego, for any the beſt of kings could give me.
Betty. I could cry my eyes out to hear his magnimity.
Lord Ogle. I am annihilated!
Sterl. I have been choaked with rage and wonder; but now I can ſpeak.—Zounds, what have you to ſay to me?—Lovewell, you are a villain.—You have broke your word with me.
Fanny. Indeed, Sir, he has not—You forbad him to think of me, when it was out of his power to obey you; we have been married theſe four months.
Sterl. And he ſhan't ſtay in my houſe four hours. What baſeneſs and treachery! As for you, you ſhall repent this ſtep as long as you live, Madam.
Fanny. Indeed, Sir, it is impoſſible to conceive the tortures I have already endured in conſequence of my diſobedience. My heart has continually upbraided me for it; and though I was too weak to ſtruggle with affection, I feel that I muſt be miſerable for ever without your forgiveneſs.
Sterl. Lovewell, you ſhall leave my houſe directly;—and you ſhall follow him, Madam. [to Fanny.
Lord Ogle. And if they do, I will receive them into mine. Look ye, Mr. Sterling, there have been ſome
miſtakes,
