MRS. CROAKER. His manner, to be sure, was excessive harmless; some,
indeed, thought it a little dull. For my part I always concealed my
opinion.
LOFTY. It can't be concealed, madam: the man was dull, dull as the last
new comedy! A poor impracticable creature! I tried once or twice to
know if he was fit for business, but he had scarce talents to be
groom-porter to an orange barrow.
MRS. CROAKER. How differently does Miss Richland think of him! for, I
believe, with all his faults, she loves him.
LOFTY. Loves him! Does she? You should cure her of that, by all means.
Let me see: what if she were sent to him this instant, in his present
doleful situation? My life for it, that works her cure. Distress is a
perfect antidote to love. Suppose we join her in the next room? Miss
Richland is a fine girl, has a fine fortune, and must not be thrown
away. Upon my honour, madam, I have a regard for Miss Richland; and,
rather than she should be thrown away, I should think it no indignity
to marry her myself.
[_Exeunt._
_Enter_ OLIVIA _and_ LEONTINE.
LEONT. And yet, trust me, Olivia, I had every reason to expect Miss
Richland's refusal, as I did everything in my power to deserve it. Her
indelicacy surprises me.
OLIVIA. Sure, Leontine, there's nothing so indelicate in being sensible
of your merit. If so, I fear I shall be the most guilty thing alive.
LEONT. But you mistake, my dear. The same attention I used to advance
my merit with you, I practised to lessen it with her. What more could I
do?
OLIVIA. Let us now rather consider what's to be done. We have both
dissembled too long. I have always been ashamed, I am now quite weary,
of it. Sure, I could never have undergone so much for any other but
you.
LEONT. And you shall find my gratitude equal to your kindest
compliance. Though our friends should totally forsake us, Olivia, we
can draw upon content for the deficiencies of fortune.
OLIVIA. Then why should we defer our scheme of humble happiness, when
it is now in our power? I may be the favourite of your father, it is
true; but can it ever be thought, that his present kindness to a
supposed child, will continue to a known deceiver?
LEONT. I have many reasons to believe it will. As his attachments are
but few, they are lasting. His own marriage was a private one, as ours
may be. Besides, I have sounded him already at a distance, and find all
his answers exactly to our wish. Nay by an expression or two that
dropp'd from him, I am induced to think he knows of this affair.
OLIVIA. Indeed! But that would be a happiness too great to be expected.
LEONT. However it be, I'm certain you have power over him; and am
persuaded, if you informed him of our situation, that he would be
disposed to pardon it.
OLIVIA. You had equal expectations, Leontine, from your last scheme
with Miss Richland, which you find has succeeded most wretchedly.
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