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A COMEDY.
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HANNAH.

O no, no! I know I shall come to harm.

WORSHIPTON.

Do, my dearest Hanabella, there is not the least danger.
(In a coaxing tone of voice.)

HANNAH.

O no, no! aunt Gertrude broke her leg, and I'm sure I shall break mine too.

WORSHIPTON (losing all patience).

Damn your aunt Gertrude, and all the fools of the family! I'll give you leave to cut my head off if you fall.

HANNAH.

I'll go away, I won't stay here to be damned.

(Whimpering, and turning from the window.)

WORSHIPTON.

Forgive me, my love; don't go away: I'll do any thing to please you.—What the devil shall we do?

WILL (coming forward).

Don't press the lady to get over the window, sir; I'll find a way of getting her out at the door, which I shall explain to you afterwards.