isa._ Alas! any where to avoid him--farewell! and may you enjoy that
happiness I have for ever lost! [_Exit._

_Mari._ Poor dear girl! I mustn't leave her thus--Mr Vapid, we won't run
away till something is done for her.

_Vapid._ Go,--there's a good girl--follow her, and comfort her.

_Mari._ I will--Lord! if they must be happy in being friends again, what
must I be who make them so! [_Exit._

_Vapid._ The picture before me! all from nature,--I must heighten his
distress, for contrast is every thing--Peter, not a word for your life.

_Enter NEVILLE._

_Nev._ Vapid, I am glad to see you--any letter from my brother?
[_To PETER._

_Peter._ None, sir.

_Nev._ Nor message?

_Peter._ No, sir.

_Nev._ Then I need doubt no longer--'tis evident he avoids me--cruel,
ungenerous Floriville!-- [_Seats himself._

_Vapid._ [_Leaning over his Chair._] Miss Courtney will never see you
again.

_Nev._ I know it--too well I know it--that, and that alone, makes me
determined to leave this country for ever.

_Vapid._ You are unhappy then?

_Nev._ Completely so.

_Vapid._ Then stop.--[_Sits by him._] She was an angel, Harry.

_Nev._ Ay, a divinity!

_Vapid._ And then to lose her!

_Nev._ [_Rising._] 'Sdeath!--don't torment me!--my griefs are already
beyond bearing.

_Vapid._ It will do--he's as unhappy as I could wish.

_Peter._ I can hold no longer--sir!

_Vapid._ Hush!--you d--d dog, you'll ruin the catastrophe.

_Peter._ I don't care--I'll tell him every thing--sir!--Mr Neville!

_Vapid._ You villain!--Do you ever go to a play?--did you ever sit in
the gallery?

_Peter._ Yes, sir, sometimes.

_Vapid._ Then know this is all for your good----you'll applaud it some
day or other, you dog--curse it, won't he have happiness enough bye and
bye?---What--you are going abroad, Neville?

_Nev._ Yes, for ever.--Farewell, Vapid.

_Vapid._ Farewell, Neville--good night----Now for the effect!--Miss
Courtney is in the next room.

_Nev._ What!

_Vapid._ Miss Courtney is in the next room.

_Nev._ Louisa! is it possible?

_Vapid._ There's light and shade!--Yes, your brother brought her here,
and she expects him to return every moment.

_Nev._ My brother! then 'tis he means to marry her--nay, perhaps they
are already married--Heavens! I shall go wild!

_Va