Bel. Oh, haste, the Minutes fly—leave all behind. And bring Leticia only to my Arms. [A noise of People. —Hah, what noise is that? ‘Tis coming this way, I tremble with my fears—hah, Death and the Devil, ’.is he—
Enter Sir Feeble and his Men arm’d, goes to the door, knocks.
Ay, ‘tis he, and I’m undone—what shall I do to kill him now? besides, the Sin wou’d put me past all Hopes of pardoning.
Sir Feeb. A damn’d Rogue to deceive me thus.—
Bel. Hah—see, by Heaven Leticia, Oh, we are ruin’d!
Sir Feeb. Hum—what’s here, two Women?— [Stands a little off.
Enter Leticia and Phillis softly, undrest, with a Box.
Let. Where are you, my best Wishes? Lord of my Vows—and Charmer of my Soul? Where are you?
Bel. Oh, Heavens!—
[Draws his Sword half-way.
Sir Feeb. Hum, who’s here? My Gentlewoman—she’s monstrous kind of the sudden. But whom is’t meant to? [Aside.