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SCENE VIII.

Mrs Vizard's house. A lamp on the table.
Enter Lucy from her room.
LUCY.
Mistress Vizard still out!
(Looking at the clock.)
What! so late? O my heart!—
How it beats! Have I promised in stealth to depart?
Trust him—yes! But will he, ah! long after this night,
Trust the wife wooed so briefly, and won but by flight?
My lost mother!
(Takes a miniature from her breast.)
Oh couldst thou yet counsel thy child!
No, this lip does not smile as it yesterday smiled.
From thine heaven can no warning voice come to mine ear;
Save thy child from herself;—'tis myself that I fear.

Enter Walpole and Mrs Vizard through the concealed door.
MRS VIZARD.
Lucy, love, in this gentleman (curtsy, my dear)
See a friend.

WALPOLE.
Peace, and leave us.

(Exit Mrs Vizard.)