Lord _Town._ Thus then----as you both were present at my ill considered marriage, I now desire you each will be a witness of my determin'd separation----I know, Sir, your good nature, and my sister's must be shock'd at the office I impose on you! but as I don't ask your justification of my cause; so I hope you are conscious----that an ill woman can't reproach you, if you are silent, upon her side. _Man._ My lord, I never thought, 'till now, it could be difficult to oblige you. Lady _Grace._ [_Aside._] Heaven's! how I tremble! Lord _Town._ For you, my Lady _Townly_, I need not here repeat the provocations of my parting with you--the world, I fear, is too well informed of them----For the good lord, your dead father's sake, I will still support you, as his daughter----As the lord _Townly_'s wife, you have had every thing a fond husband could bestow, and (to our mutual shame I speak it) more than happy wives desire----But those indulgences must end! State, equipage and splendor, but ill become the vices that misuse 'em----The decent necessaries of life shall be supply'd----but not one article to luxury! Not even the coach that waits to carry you from hence, shall you ever use again! Your tender aunt, my Lady _Lovemore_, with tears, this morning has consented to receive you; where if time, and your condition brings you to a due reflection, your allowance shall be increased----But if you still are lavish of your little, or pine for past licentious pleasures, that little shall be less! nor will I call that soul my friend, that names you in my hearing! Lady _Grace._ My heart bleeds for her. [_Aside._ Lord _Town._ O _Manly_! look there! turn back thy thoughts with me, and witness to my growing love; there was a time when I believ'd that form incapable of vice or of decay! There I proposed the partner of an easy home! There I for ever hoped to find, a chearful companion, an agreeable intimate, a faithful friend, a useful help-mate, and a tender mother----But oh! how bitter now the disappointment! _Man._ The world is different in its sense of happiness: offended as you are, I know you still will be just. Lord _Town._ Fear me not. _Man._ This last reproach, I see, has struck her. [_Aside._ Lord _Town._ No, let me not (though I this moment cast her from my heart for ever) let me not urge her punishment beyond her crimes----I know the world is fond of any tale that feeds its appetite of scandal: and as I am conscious, severities of this kind seldom fail of imputations too gross to mention, I here, before you both acquit her of the least suspicion rais'd against the honour of my bed. Therefore when abroad her conduct may be question'd, do her fame that justice. Lady _Town._ O sister! [_Turns to Lady ~Grace~ weeping._