Soph. (endeavouring to sooth him.) Pray be not so violent with her! she does not consider what she says—she did not intend to hurt you.
Lady S. Sir Anthony Seabright, you are a base man and a deceiver: my brother shall know how you have used me: he has made you a Member of Parliament and a Baronet.
Sea. Yes, and a contemptible fool, and a miserable wretch into the bargain. But no, no, no! I have made myself so; I deserve my punishment.—
(Enter Lord Allcrest, Beaumont, Morgan, Mrs. B. and William B.)
And here are more of my advisers and beseechers come to visit me: advance, advance, good friends! you are come to look upon a ruined man, and you are gratified.
Bea. (going up to him affectionately.) No, my dear Seabright; in a very different spirit are we come: we come to sympathize with you, and to console you.
Sea. I hate sympathy, and I hate consolation! You are come, I suppose, to sympathize with me too, my Lord, and to put me in mind of the damn'd place I have given up to that knave Sir Crafty Supplecoat.
Lord A. No, Sir Anthony, I scorn to upbraid, but I pretend neither to sympathize with you nor to console you: I come to rescue my sister from a situation unworthy a daughter of the house of Allcrest, and she shall go home with me.
