Oct. Oh, ye pernicious Pair,—I’ll quickly change the Scene of Love into a rougher and more unexpected Entertainment.
[She leads Julio in.—Oct. follows close, they shut the door upon ‘em. Sir Sig. _thrusts out his head to hearken, hears no body, and advances.
Sir Sig. Sure the Devil reigns to night; wou’d I were shelter’d, and let him rain Fire and Brimstone: for pass the streets I dare not—this shou’d be the House—or hereabouts I’m sure ‘tis.—Hah—what’s this—a String—of a Bell I hope—I’ll try to enter; and if I am mistaken, ‘tis but crying Con licentia. [Rings, enter Philippa. Phil. Who’s there?
Sir Sig. ‘Tis I, ‘tis I, let me in quickly.—
Phil. Who—the English Cavalier?
Sir Sig. The same—I am right—I see I was expected.
Phil. I’m glad you’re come—give me your hand.—
Sir Sig. I am fortunate at last,—and therefore will say with the famous Poet.
No Happiness like that atchicv’d with Danger,
—Which once overcome—I lie at Rack and Manger.
[Exeunt.