I could never have hoped to meet my dearest Constance at an inn. Miss Neville. An Inn! sure you mistake! my aunt, 410 my guardian, lives here. What could induce you to think this house an inn? Hastings. My friend, Mr Marlow, with whom I Miss Neville. Certainly it must be one of my hope- I assure you. Hastings. Thou dear dissembler! You must know, 420 my Constance, I have just seized this happy 430 opportunity of my friend's visit here to get admittance into the family. The horses that carried us down are now fatigued with their Miss Neville. I have often told you, that though desire. In the meantime, my friend Marlow Miss Neville. But how shall we keep him in the 440 450 from walking; what if we still continue to Enter Marlow. [They confer. Marlow. The assiduities of these good people tease 460 me beyond bearing. My host seems to think it ill manners to leave me alone, and so he claps not only himself, but his old-fashioned wife on my back. They talk of coming to sup with us, too; and then, I suppose, we are to run the gauntlet through all the rest of the family.What have we got here?— Hastings. My dear Charles! Let me congratulate Marlow. Cannot guess. 470 Marlow [aside]. I have just been mortified enough 480 of all conscience, and here comes something to Hastings. Well! but wasn't it the most fortunate Marlow. Oh! yes. Very fortunate-a most joyful encounter- -But our dresses, George, you know, are in disorder- -What if we should postpone the happiness till to-morrow? To-morrow at her own house--It will be every bit as convenient――And rather more 490 respectful-To-morrow let it be. [Offering to go. Miss Neville. By no means, sir. Your ceremony will displease her. The disorder of your dress will shew the ardour of your impatience. Besides, she knows you are in the house, and will permit you to see her. Marlow. O! the devil! how shall I support it? I'll take courage. Hastings. Pshaw, man! and all's over. know. Hem! it's but the first plunge, She's but a woman, you Marlow. And of all women, she that I dread most to encounter! Enter Miss Hardcastle, as returned from walking, Hastings [introducing them]. Miss Hardcastle, Mr of such merit together, that only want to Miss Hard. [Aside.] Now, for meeting my modest Marlow. Only a few, madam. Yes, we had some. Yes, madam, a good many accidents, but should be sorry-madam-or rather glad 510 of any accidents-that are so agreeably con- 520 cluded. Hem! Hastings [To him]. You never spoke better in your whole life. Keep it up, and I'll insure you the victory. Miss Hard. I'm afraid you flatter, sir. You that have seen so much of the finest company can |