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 [hurriedly to ]. That is, I mean to say, you know, A voucher for a ten pound note, or so. [to and ]. I wish you joy! How lovely, how delicious! [going up to the ladies]. Pray what has happened? [To himself.]                          This was unpropitious. [throws his arms about neck]. Hurrah! the trumpet's dulcet notes proclaim A brother born to you in Amor's name! [Drags him to the others.

[to the gentlemen]. Think! Lind and Anna—think!—have plighted hearts, Affianced lovers! [with tears of emotion]. 'Tis the eighth in order Who well-provided from this house departs; [To   Seven nieces wedded—always with a boarder—  [Is overcome; presses her handkerchief to her eyes.