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Mar. Well, let him come, I shall manage them all. O! if my Edward were here just how, how he would laugh at us!

Ser. Miss Eston.

Mar. Let us run out of her way, and say we are not at home. She will sit and talk these two hours.

Ag. But you forgot we have something to say to her. (To the servant.) Shew her up stairs to my dressing-room. [ servant.

Mar. Pray let us run up stairs before her, or she will arrest us here with her chat. [

Miss Eston (without.) And it is a very bad thing for all that; I never could abide it. I wonder your master don't stop (Enters walking straight across the stage, still speaking) up those nasty chinks, there is such a wind in the hall, 'tis enough to give one a hoarseness. Bye the bye Mrs. Mumblecake is sadly to-day; has your lady sent to enquire for her William? I wonder if her ( still talking without) old coachman has left her; I saw a new face on the, &c. &c.