SCENE III. Seabright's house. Enter Seabright, followed by Sophia, the eldest boy, and the little girl.
Soph. Indeed, papa, you are in such good humour this morning we can't help following you. I hope we are not troublesome; if we are, I'll take the children away.
Sea. No, my good children, you are not troublesome; you shan't go away. (The children hang on his coat, and look up in his face much pleased.)
Soph. They are so glad to hang upon you again, papa; and you are so good humour'd this morning!
Sea. I finish'd my papers last night; and I have had some pleasant dreams too.—This is a chearful, enlivening morning: everything is in bright sunshine around us: it is like a day that wears good fortune on its face:—and, perhaps, it does.
Soph. I hope it does: and now that you seem so happy, papa, I would fain plead to you in behalf of a poor good man, who is not very happy at present.
Sea. And who is that?
Soph. Ah, you know very well; it is poor Robert. I know it was very wrong in him to frighten Lady Sarah; but he meant it for our good, and he will break his heart if he is not allow'd to be with us again.
