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''Har. (alone.)'' He is gone, I have miss'd the good uncle of Agnes—what is the matter with me now, that the sound of an old man's voice should agitate me thus? did I not feel it was the sound of something which belong'd to her? in faith! I believe, if her kitten was to mew, I should hasten to hold some intercourse with it.—I can stay in this cursed house no longer, and when I do go out, there is but one way these legs of mine will carry me, the alley which leads to her dwelling—Well, well, I have been but six times there to-day already; I may have a chance of seeing her at last—I'll run after the old gentleman even now—what a delightful witch it is! [ hastily.

house. and  discovered, Mariane reading a letter, and Agnes looking earnestly and gladly in her face.

Ag. My friend Edward is well, I see; pray what does the traveller say for himself?

Mar. (putting up the letter.) You shall read it all by and by, every thing that is pleasant and kind.

Ag. Heaven prosper you both! you are happier than I am with all my fortune, Mariane, you have a right true lover.

Mar. And so have you, Agnes, my Harwood will