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Farewell then to thee!
[Rises.]
Mayst thou be happy. [Going.]
Wal. Wouldst ensure the thing
Thou wishest?
[She moves towards the door with a gesture that prohibits further
converse.]
Stop! [She continues to move on.]
Oh, sternly resolute! [She still moves.]
I mean thee honour!
[She stops and turns towards him.]
Thou dost meditate -
I know it--flight. Give me some pause for thought,
But to confirm a mind almost made up.
If in an hour thou hearest not from me, then
Think me a friend far better lost than won!
Wilt thou do this?
Lydia. I will.
Wal. An hour decides.
[They go out severalty.]
SCENE II.--A Room in Sir William Fondlove's House.
[Enter WILDRAKE and TRUEWORTH.]
Wild. You are not angry?
True. No; I knew the service
I sent you on was one of danger.
Wild. Thank you.
Most kind you are--And you believe she loves me:
And your own hopes give up to favour mine.
Was ever known such kindness! Much I fear
'Twill cost you.
True. Never mind! I'll try and bear it.
Wild. That's right. No use in yielding to a thing.
Resolve does wonders! Shun the sight of her -
See other women!--Fifty to be found
As fair as she.
True. I doubt it.
Wild. Doubt it not.
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