ELEANOR. [_Coming to him._ Dear sir, have but patience a little while longer.--Indeed, I hope you will lose nothing. BLACKMAN. I _won't_ lose any thing. [_Going._ ELEANOR. [_Following him._ Sir, I would speak a single word to you, if you will be so good as to hear me? BLUNTLY. Ay, stay and hear her. ELEANOR. [_Looking at_ BLUNTLY. But I wish to speak to him by ourselves. BLUNTLY. Then I'll withdraw. BLACKMAN. What have you to say? [_In anger._ BLUNTLY. Hear her, Mr. Blackman--or may none of her sex ever listen to you. [_Exit._ BLACKMAN. If it is only to entreat me to let you continue here, I am gone in an instant.----Come, speak quickly, for I have no time to lose.--Come, speak, speak. ELEANOR. But are you resolved to have no pity? You know in what a helpless situation we are--and the deplorable state of my poor father. [_Weeping._ BLACKMAN. Ay, I thought what you had to say--farewel, farewel. ELEANOR. [_Laying hold of him._ Oh! do not plunge us into more distress than we can bear; but open your heart to compassion. BLACKMAN. I can't----'tis a thing I never did in my life. [_Going, he meets_ BLUNTLY, _who stops him_. BLUNTLY. Well, have you granted her request? BLACKMAN. I would do a great deal to oblige you, Mr. Bluntly--and if you will only give your word for the trifle of rent owing, why, I am not so hard-hearted but I will suffer her to stay. BLUNTLY. Well, well,--I will give my word. BLACKMAN. But remember, it is not to be put down to your master's account, but to your own.--I am not to give credit. ELEANOR. Nor am I to lay my brother under an obligation of this nature. (_To_ BLUNTLY) I thank you for your offer, sir, but I cannot accept it. BLACKMAN. [_In extreme anger._ What do you mean by that? BLUNTLY. Perhaps she is right. ELEANOR. My brother would resent my acceptance of a favour from a stranger. BLACKMAN. Your brother resent! A poor man resent! Did you ever hear of any body's regarding a poor man's resentment? ELEANOR. No--nor a poor woman's prayers. BLACKMAN. Yes, I will regard your prayers, if you will suffer this gentleman to be your friend. ELEANOR. Any acquaintance of your's, Mr. Blackman, I must distrust. BLACKMAN. Do you hear with what contempt she treats us both? BLUNTLY. But perhaps she is right--at least, in treating one of us so, I am sure she is--and I will forgive her wronging the one, for the sake of her doing justice to the other. _Enter_ HENRY: _he starts at seeing_ BLACKMAN _and_ BLUNTLY. HENRY. Who are these? BLACKMAN. "Who are these?" Did you ever hear such impertinence? (_Going up to him_) Pray who are you, sir? HENRY. I am a man. BLACKMAN. Yes--but I am a lawyer. HENRY. Whatever you are, this apartment is mine, not your's--and I desire you to leave it. BLACKMAN. But to-morrow it will be mine, and then I shall desire _you_ to leave it, and force you to leave it.