Ah!" (A sigh.) "Oh, get up, sir; do, please.

Ah!" (A sigh.) "You sigh, sweetest of human creatures.

Ah! why did not a nature like yours fall into hands that would have cherished it as it deserves?
Had Heaven bestowed on me this hand, which I take--" "Oh, please, sir--" "With the profoundest respect, would I have abandoned such a treasure for an actress ?--a Woffington! as artificial and hollow a jade as ever winked at a side box!" "Is she, sir ?" "Notorious, madam.

Your husband is the only man in London who does not see through her.

How different are you! Even I, who have no taste for actresses, found myself revived, refreshed, ameliorated by that engaging picture of innocence and virtue you drew this morning; yourself the bright and central figure.