Unfortunately the owner of his heart appeared, and, like poor Mr.Vane, took our play for earnest.

It became necessary to disabuse her and to open your eyes.
Have I done so ?" "You have, madam," said Vane, wincing at each word she said.

But at last, by a mighty effort, he mastered himself, and, coming to Mrs.
Woffington with a quivering lip, he held out his hand suddenly in a very manly way.

"I have been the dupe of my own vanity," said he, "and I thank you for this lesson." Poor Mrs.Woffington's fortitude had well-nigh left her at this.
"Mabel," he cried, "is this humiliation any punishment for my folly?
any guaranty for my repentance?
Can you forgive me ?" "It is all forgiven, Ernest.

But, oh, you are mistaken." She glided to Mrs.Woffington.