Enter Alonzo, as out of the House, gazing upon it.
Alon. Sure I shall know this House again to morrow. [To him Lovis.
Lov. I wonder what should be become of Alonzo, I do do not like these Night-works of his— Who’s there?
Alon. Lovis!
Lov. Alonzo?
Alon. The same, where hast thou been?
Lov. In search of you this two Hours.
Alon. O, I have been taken up with new Adventures, since I saw thee; but prithee what became of thine? for methought it was a likely Woman.
Lov. Faith, Sir, I thought I had got a Prize; but a Pox on’t, when I came into the Street, e’er she had recover’d Breath to tell me who she was, the Cavalier you rescu’d from Marcel, laid claim to her; thank’d me for her Preservation, and vanisht. I hope you had better luck with your Female, whose Face I had not the good fortune to see.