_Flor._ He can't speak, madam. [_All this time, my LORD is slowly walking away._
_Lady._ How! are you going to leave me, my lord?
_Vapid._ [_Taking out his Common-place Book._] 'Faith this musn't be lost!--here's something worth observing. [_Exit LORD SCRATCH._
_Lady._ Oh, I shall burst with rage!--Mr Vapid, I desire you'll explain how you came in that closet.--Why don't you answer me, sir?
_Vapid._ Your pardon, ma'am, I was taking a note of the affair--and yet I'm afraid----
_Vapid._ That it has been dramatized before;--it is certainly not a new case.
_Lady._ Insupportable!--But I take my leave of you all!--I abandon you for ever!--I!--oh, I shall go wild! [_Exit in a rage._
_Flor._ Ay, ay, follow his lordship--virtue is ever sure to meet its reward. Now, Mr Vapid, tell us how you came in that closet?
_Vapid._ 'Faith, I can't.--I believe the servant hurried me there on your approach.
_Flor._ Then you didn't come to meet lady Waitfor't?
_Vapid._ Meet lady Waitfor't!--no, I came to read my epilogue to Neville; and a wonderful production it is--"The tyrant totters, and the senate nods." [_Walking about._
_Louisa._ To what a strange fatality of circumstances has her character been exposed!--but vice often finds its punishment for a crime it never committed, when it escapes for thousands it daily practises.
_Flor._ Well, Miss Courtney, I hope now your apprehensions are at an end?
_Louisa._ Yes, sir, I shall remain for the short time necessary to prepare for my journey, and beg I may detain you no longer. I'm afraid I have already been a great intruder.
_Flor._ No, you have been the occasion of more happiness than ever I experienced. But you won't leave Bath, till you've seen my brother?
_Louisa._ Oh, I have been cruelly deceived, Mr Floriville! I have injured your brother so much, that, though I wish, I almost dread to see him.
_Flor._ Then I'll go in search of him,--and if I don't reconcile you----Come, Mr Vapid, will you walk?
_Flor._ [_Taking him by the hand._] By Heaven, you are an honest fellow.
_Vapid._ Madam, good night!--if I can be of any service to you in the dramatic, or any other way, you may command me.
_Flor._ Ay, I'll answer for him,--he would die to serve you.
_Vapid._ Die to serve her! ay, "Die all!--die nobly!--die like demi-gods!" [_Exeunt._