Mr.
Loveyet is just arrived from abroad to be married to her; and the old
gentleman is going to ally him immediately to Miss Maria Airy in
consequence of it.

HERALD. I am glad of that, however;--I will forgive Miss Trueman her
failing, if that is the case, for then I shall have a better chance to
gain Frankton. [_Aside._

WORTHNOUGHT. But this is _entre nous_, ladies.--[_Looks at his watch._]
Hah,--the _tete-a-tete!_--Ladies, I have the hanor to be your slave.

[_Going._

CANTWELL. You are positively the greatest lady's man, Mr. Worthnought,--

WORTHNOUGHT. I am proud of your compliment, madam; and I wish Miss Tabitha
could consider me such, from her own experience; it would be conferring the
highest hanor on her slave, 'pan hanor.

CANTWELL. Oh, sir,--your politeness quite confuses me. [_Curtsying._

WORTHNOUGHT. Miss Herald, your thrice devoted.--_Mademoiselle, je suis
votre Serviteur tres humble._

CANTWELL. Mr. Worthnought, your servant.--[_Exit WORTHNOUGHT._]--Don't you
think he is a very pretty fellow, Miss Herald?--He's the very pattern of
true politeness; his address is so winning and agreeable,--and then, he
talks French, with the greatest felicity imaginable.

HERALD. I cannot say I see many perfections in him; but you talk'd very
differently just now;--Mr. Worthnought then was lighter than vanity; and
now, it seems, he has more weight with you, than good Mr. Gracely.

CANTWELL. You are only mortify'd that Mr. Worthnought took so little notice
of you, ma'am; you see he prefers me to you, though you value yourself so
much upon being a little young, ma'am; you see men of sense don't mind a
few years, ma'am; so your servant, ma'am.

[_Exit._

HERALD [_manet_].

What a vain old fool! Now will she make this story of her swain spread like
a contagion: as for me, I must circulate it pretty briskly too; perhaps, it
may make me succeed better with Frankton; otherwise the poor girl might lie
in peaceably, for me.

[_Exit._

SCENE IV. _OLD LOVEYET'S House._

_OLD LOVEYET discovered solus._

_Enter CHARLES LOVEYET._

CHARLES. Mr. Loveyet, your most obedient.

LOVEYET. Sir, your servant.

CHARLES. Don't you know me, sir?

LOVEYET. Yes, I think I have seen you before.