Mrs.B. Not, I believe, entirely, my Lord; for he knows nothing at all, as yet, of those nice distinctions between individual and family relationship, which may be necessary to prevent him from forming any unreasonable expectations from a noble brother-in-law. I presume your Lordship means
to hurry back to town again, without seeing Sir Anthony.
Bea. Hold your tongue, Susan; your spirit is less mild than it ought to be, considering the warm good heart it belongs to. It is not so: his lordship did not intend returning to town without seeing his distress'd friend; you are wrong in the very outset of your account. Is she not, my Lord.,
Lord A. (confused and hesitating.) If my seeing him could be of any real service, I should never—I could not certainly have thought of returning without seeing him.—But he has never attended to my opinions: my advice has been disregarded—and then, his damn'd vanity: he refused an office the other day, which I would have procured for him, that would have been a competency for life—it makes me mad to think of it.
Bea. Ah, my Lord! he is in that state in which a man's errours should be remember'd only by himself: he is in adversity.
Lord A. He has thought only of himself, I'm sure.
Bea. His connexion with your sister has, indeed, been unlucky; and I can, in some degree, sympathize with your resentment.
