Mrs. D. What we ought to have done long long ago; he loves you so tenderly.
Augusta. But why should I not try to overcome this unhappy passion, knowing----
Mrs. D. Overcome? Can you do that? I know your heart too well. But be cheerful now--dream not of impediments that will never arise. Your father consents to whatever can tend to make you happy.
Augusta. What! my dear father will permit----
Mrs. D. He will proceed without precipitation; which is what I would advise you to do. If Lewis loves you sincerely, you may trust your father's heart.
Augusta. If? Oh, my dear mother, my doubts about him, occasion me continual uneasiness.--Could he deceive my affection----he seems of no fixed character.
Mrs. D. It must be owned he is unsteady.
Augusta. His way of life, indeed, displays such a character; but his heart is good.
Mrs. D. I believe it.