_ Ees--zo--come along--Oh, Sir Abel! Lady Nelly, your spouse, do
order you to go to her directly!
_Handy, jun._ Order! you mistake--
_Sir Abel._ No, he don't--she generally prefers that word.
_Miss B._ Adieu! Sir Abel.
[_Exeunt_ MISS BLANDFORD _and_ HANDY, _jun._
_Sir Abel._ Oh! if my wife had such a pretty way with her mouth.
_Dame._ And how does Susan look?
_Ash._ That's what I do want to know, zoa come along--Woo ye
though--Missus, let's behave pratty--Zur if you pleaze, Dame and I will
let you walk along wi' us.
_Sir Abel._ How condescending! Oh, you are a pretty behaved fellow!
[_Exeunt._
SCENE II.
_Farmer_ ASHFIELD'S _Kitchen._
_Enter_ LADY HANDY _and_ SUSAN.
_Susan._ My dear home, thrice welcome!--What gratitude I feel to your
ladyship for this indulgence!
_Lady H._ That's right, child!
_Susan._ And I am sure you partake my pleasure in again visiting a
place, where you received every protection and kindness my parents could
shew you, for, I remember, while you lived with my father--
_Lady H.
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