Mar. I am follow’d. [They enter again.
Lov. See, he stops. [Marcel looks back.
Alon. Let him do what he please, we will out-go him. [They go out.
Lov. This Man whoe’er he be still follows us.
Alon. I care not, nothing shall hinder my Design, I’ll go tho I make my passage thro his Heart. [[They enter at another Door], he follows.
Lov. See, he advances, pray stand by a little. [They stand by.
Mar. Sure there’s some Trick in this, but I’ll not fear it. This is the Street, and hereabout’s the House. [Looks about.
This must be it, if I can get admittance now. [Knocks.
Enter Olinda with a Light.
Olin. O, Sir, are you come? my Lady grew impatient. [They go in.