_Philip._ I apprehended your passion, your reproaches, but was not prepared for your coldness. Well; suspect me, mistake me, offend me, my heart will be still the same. We are brothers; they should never want reconciliation. _Lewis._ But why all this? _Philip_ [with warmth]. If the moment should ever arrive when your confidence in mankind shall be lost--if unexpected misfortunes, or discordant interests, should cause those who now call themselves your friends to desert you, at that moment remember me; entrust your cares with confidence to my bosom! this heart, which you now reject, will ever rejoice to receive you with the affection of a brother. [Exit. _Lewis._ Excellent, upon my soul! There he goes, and leaves me like a downright sinner. What have I done to him? was ever such insolence heard of? Fine sentiments upon his lips, and malice in his heart. I have borne with all these hypocrites, till I am tired; and now they shall pay for all. Enter LISETTE. _Lisette._ What, are you here, Mr. Brook! I can hardly believe my eyes. _Lewis._ Not trust those charming eyes? _Lisette._ You're really here at last? _Lewis._ And now I _am_ here?---- _Lisette._ I am glad you have not forgotten us. [Going. _Lewis._ Why in such a hurry to run away? _Lisette._ I am looking for Mr. Drave; he is wanted at Rose's Bank; Mr. Rose himself called for him. Has not he been here? _Lewis._ Yes, a few minutes ago. _Lisette._ Then I will go after him. _Lewis._ No, no; let the old fellows look for each other, while we are happy at having met here. _Lisette._ You have always some obliging turn ready, but you are never in earnest. (AUGUSTA enters). _Lewis._ Not in earnest, my little charmer! [kisses her.] _Lisette._ Mr. Brook! Mr. Brook! [she turns him towards Augusta, and leaves the room, making a low curt'sy]. _Lewis._ So! my fair Augusta [kisses her hand]. _Augusta._ In truth, I seem to have made my appearance rather mal-apropos. _Lewis_ [smiling]. Only offerings at the entrance of the temple of Love. _Augusta._ It is long since we have seen you. _Lewis._ Only five days; truly happy am I, if they have seemed long. _Augusta._ I know your talent for compliments, _Lewis._ Truth is not a compliment. _Augusta._ Truth towards women is perhaps not your fault. _Lewis._ How? _Augusta._ In general not the most striking feature in the character of your sex. _Lewis._ A sad prejudice, indeed, against our sex! [ironically] but you must except me. _Augusta_ [smiling]. Dare I? _Lewis._ Certainly. I am---- _Augusta._ Sincerity, constancy itself. _Lewis._ Certainly. _Augusta_ [pointing to the door at which Lisette went out]. There went a proof of your unparalleled fidelity! _Lewis_ [laughing]. Nay, now, you are---- _Augusta._ Fortunately, I was the only witness; yet think if your favourite lady had seen it! _Lewis._ She would excuse me. _Augusta._ But if she also loved you?