Bea. Why, my friend Robert, what words are these you make use of?
Rob. True Sir, I should not have used them; but when a body is vexed he will be angry, and when a body is angry, good sooth! he will e'en bolt out with the first word that comes to him though he were a saint.
Bea. Too true, Robert; but long before a body becomes a saint, he is very seldom vexed, and still seldomer angry at any thing.
Rob. God bless you, Sir! I know very well I a'n't so good as I should be, and I wish from my heart I was better.
Bea. Give me your hand, honest Robert; you will soon be better if you wish to be so, and it is a very pleasant progress when once it is fairly begun. (Looking off the stage.) I think I see your master at a distance. Good day to you! good day to you, Gardener!(Exeunt severally.
SCENE II. A parlour with a door opening into the garden. Seabright and Beaumont are seen walking together in the garden. Bea. talking to Sea. as they enter.
Bea. (continuing to talk.) I must indeed confess, my dear friend, you had every thing that this world can bestow; a moderate fortune, with health to enjoy it; the decent, modest tranquillity, of private life, and the blessings of domestic harmony: I must, indeed, confess you were a happy man.
