HERALD. I cannot say I see many perfections in him; but you talk'd very differently just now;--Mr. Worthnought then was lighter than vanity; and now, it seems, he has more weight with you, than good Mr. Gracely. CANTWELL. You are only mortify'd that Mr. Worthnought took so little notice of you, ma'am; you see he prefers me to you, though you value yourself so much upon being a little young, ma'am; you see men of sense don't mind a few years, ma'am; so your servant, ma'am. [_Exit._ HERALD [_manet_]. What a vain old fool! Now will she make this story of her swain spread like a contagion: as for me, I must circulate it pretty briskly too; perhaps, it may make me succeed better with Frankton; otherwise the poor girl might lie in peaceably, for me. [_Exit._ SCENE IV. _OLD LOVEYET'S House._ _OLD LOVEYET discovered solus._ _Enter CHARLES LOVEYET._ CHARLES. Mr. Loveyet, your most obedient. LOVEYET. Sir, your servant. CHARLES. Don't you know me, sir? LOVEYET. Yes, I think I have seen you before. CHARLES. You really have, sir. LOVEYET. Oh, yes, I recollect now;--you are the person who have supplanted my son. CHARLES. Indeed, sir, I am not that person. LOVEYET. How!--Was you not with Harriet Trueman, this morning? CHARLES. Yes, sir; but I have no intention to supplant your son, I assure you; on the contrary, it is the supreme wish of my heart, that his love may be rewarded with so rich a treasure as the amiable Harriet. LOVEYET. He shall be rewarded with a much richer one, if he is wise enough to think so. CHARLES. If it be wisdom to prefer another to Harriet, then may I ever remain a fool! [_Aside._ LOVEYET. But pray, sir, what is your business with me? CHARLES. My business is first to know if you have any objection to my marrying Miss Trueman, sir. LOVEYET. What a paradoxical fellow this is! [_Aside._]--Did not you this minute say, you did not intend to have her? CHARLES. I did not, sir; I mean to have her if possible, and that without disappointing your son; but I shall explain myself better, by telling you who I am. Look at me well, sir--did you never see such a face before? LOVEYET. I hope I am not talking to a lunatic! [_Aside._]--Yes, I saw you this morning. CHARLES. Did you never see me before that, sir? LOVEYET. [_Looks at him steadfastly._] Yes,--I'm sure I have; and I'm very much mistaken, if--yes, that reconciles all his strange conduct;--it must be so;--it is Charles himself. CHARLES. My father! [_Embracing him._ LOVEYET. And are you indeed my son? CHARLES. I hope I am, sir; and as such, I thus kneel to obtain forgiveness for deceiving you so. [_Kneels._