MANLY. I have company there--walk in here, if you Please. [_Shows her another door and she enters._ MANLY. [_To the servant._ Desire Sir George to walk in. _Enter_ SIR GEORGE _and_ BLACKMAN. MANLY. Sir George, do me the favour to sit down. [_He looks coolly on_ BLACKMAN, _and pointing to a chair says_ Good morning. _They sit._ SIR GEORGE. Mr. Manly, my attorney will let you know the business on which I am come. BLACKMAN. Why yes, Mr. Manly, it is extremely hard that Sir George has for so long a time been kept out of a very large part of his fortune; particularly, as he has had occasion for it. SIR GEORGE. I have had occasion for it I assure you Mr. Manly; and I have occasion for it at this very time. MR. MANLY. But so may the person, sir, from whom you would take it. In a word, Sir George, neither your lawyer nor you, shall prevail on me to give up the trust reposed in me by your father, without certain evidence, that your sister will never come to make her claim. BLACKMAN. You are not afraid of ghosts, are you? MANLY. No, nor of robbers either:----you cannot frighten me, Mr. Blackman. BLACKMAN. Then depend upon it, the sister of Sir George can never appear in any other manner than as a spirit. For, here, sir, (_taking from his pocket a parcel of papers_) here are authentic letters to prove her death. (SIR GEORGE _looks confused_.) MANLY. Her death! BLACKMAN. Yes, her death. Here is a certificate from the curate of the parish in which she was buried. MANLY. Buried too! BLACKMAN. Yes, sir, buried. Here is also an affidavit from the sexton of the said village, signed by the overseer and churchwardens, testifying the same.--You see, (_shewing him the paper, and reading at the fame time_) "Died Anno Domini, one thousand seven hundred and eighty nine, the seventeenth of June----" [_Mr._ MANLY _takes the paper, and while he is reading_, SIR GEORGE _says apart_---- SIR GEORGE. How near to the brink of infamy has my imprudence led me! And s'death, my confusion takes from me the power to explain, and expose the scoundrel. Mr. Manly, I will leave you for the present; but you shall hear from me shortly,--when this matter shall be accounted for clearly--perfectly to your satisfaction, you may depend upon it.--(_Going._) MANLY. Stay, Sir George, and---- BLACKMAN. Aye, Sir George, stay and see Mr. Manly's objections wholly removed. He seems to doubt the evidence of paper; I must, therefore, beg leave to produce a living witness--the gentleman whom I appointed to meet me here. MANLY. And who is he? BLACKMAN. The apothecary, who attended Sir George's sister in her dying illness. [SIR GEORGE _starts_. MANLY. Desire him to walk in by all means. What is the matter, Sir George, you look discomposed?