erlatively.
FRANKTON. Are you, positively? Hah,--she is here. [_Enter MARIA, on the
opposite side._] Your humble servant, Miss Airy.
MARIA. [_Pretends to take no notice of FRANKTON._] Mr. Trueman, I hope I
have the pleasure to see you well.
TRUEMAN. I thank you, madam. [_Resumes his discourse with LOVEYET, who does
not yet observe MARIA._]
MARIA. I hoped to have found Miss Harriet here, sir.
TRUEMAN. Madam?-- [_Turns to LOVEYET again._
LOVEYET. Therefore, sir, as I was telling you, I am determined to have
her. [_To TRUEMAN._
TRUEMAN. [_Leaving LOVEYET._] How is this, madam?--Mr. Loveyet tells me, he
is determined to have you.
FRANKTON. Who! How!--Have who, sir? [_Loud and earnestly._
LOVEYET. [_Seeing MARIA._] By my body, there she is herself.--Have who,
sir?--Why, have this lady, sir; who do you think?--My sweet Miss Airy, I
have the transcendent pleasure to kiss your hand, ugh, ugh.
MARIA. Oh, fie, Mr. Loveyet.--I will have the pleasure to tease
Frankton, now. [_Retires with OLD LOVEYET, whispering, and looking
tenderly at him._]
FRANKTON. Amazement!--The _old_ fellow! [_Aside._
WORTHNOUGHT. This is all very astanishing, 'foregad:--demme, but she
deserves to die an old maid, if she has _him_. [_Aside._
MARIA. [_Pretends to observe FRANKTON, for the first time._]--Mr.
Frankton!--I did not observe you before: I give you joy of your friend's
arrival, sir;--I suppose you have seen him;--he is very agreeable.
FRANKTON. Then I need not ask you, if you have seen him, madam.
MARIA. He was at my house not two hours ago.
FRANKTON. Did not you see him before that, madam?
MARIA. I did not, sir.
FRANKTON. Detested falsehood! [_Aside._
MARIA. The old gentleman acquainted me of his arrival, only a few minutes
before.
LOVEYET. Eigh, how,--old gentleman!--she did not mean me, I hope.
[_Aside._
FRANKTON. And you think Mr. Loveyet is so agreeable then.
LOVEYET. Aye, that's me;--by my body, he is jealous of me. Ha, ha; poor
young fool! [_Aside._
FRANKTON. He thinks very highly of _you_, I assure you, madam; he speaks of
you with admiration.
MARIA. And what of that, sir?--You speak as if you thought
him my _only_ admirer.
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