_To these, FENWICK. MISS FOSTER remains seated, L. AUSTIN goes R. to FENWICK, whom he salutes with great respect_ AUSTIN. Mr. Fenwick, I have played and lost. That noble lady, justly incensed at my misconduct, has condemned me. Under the burden of such a loss, may I console myself with the esteem of Mr. Fenwick? FENWICK. She refused you? Pardon me, sir, but was the fault not yours? AUSTIN. Perhaps to my shame, I am no novice, Mr. Fenwick; but I have never felt nor striven as to-day. I went upon your errand; but, you may trust me, sir, before I had done I found it was my own. Until to-day I never rightly valued her; sure, she is fit to be a queen. I have a remorse here at my heart to which I am a stranger. O! that was a brave life, that was a great heart that I have ruined. FENWICK. Ay, sir, indeed. AUSTIN. But, sir, it is not to lament the irretrievable that I intrude myself upon your leisure. There is something to be done, to save, at least to spare, that lady. You did not fail to observe the brother? FENWICK. No, sir, he knows all; and being both intemperate and ignorant---- AUSTIN. Surely. I know. I have to ask you then to find what friends you can among this company; and if you have none, to make them. Let everybody hear the news. Tell it (if I may offer the suggestion) with humour: how Mr. Austin, somewhat upon the wane, but still filled with sufficiency, gloriously presumed and was most ingloriously set down by a young lady from the north: the lady's name a secret, which you will permit to be divined. The laugh--the position of the hero--will make it circulate;--you perceive I am in earnest;--and in this way I believe our young friend will find himself forestalled. FENWICK. Mr. Austin, I would not have dared to ask so much of you; I will go further: were the positions changed, I should fear to follow your example. AUSTIN. Child, child, you could not afford it. SCENE IV _To these, the ROYAL DUKE, C.; then, immediately, ANTHONY, L. FENWICK crosses to MISS FOSTER, R. AUSTIN accosts the DUKE, C., in dumb show; the muted strings take up a new air, Mozart's "Anglaise"; couples passing under the limes, and forming a group behind AUSTIN and the DUKE. ANTHONY in front, L., watches AUSTIN, who, as he turns from the Duke, sees him, and comes forward with extended hand_ AUSTIN. Dear child, let me present you to his Royal Highness. ANTHONY (_with necklace_). Mr. Austin, do you recognise the bribe you gave my sister's maid? AUSTIN. Hush, sir, hush! you forget the presence of the Duke. ANTHONY. Mr. Austin, you are a coward and a scoundrel. AUSTIN. My child, you will regret these words: I refuse your quarrel. ANTHONY. You do? Take that. (_He strikes AUSTIN on the mouth. At the moment of the blow----_) SCENE V _To these, DOROTHY, L. U. E. DOROTHY, unseen by AUSTIN, shrieks. Sensation. Music stops. Tableau_