Enter Lodwick.
Lod. Hah, my dear Isabella here, and without a Spy! what a blessed opportunity must I be forc’d to lose, for there is just now arriv’d my Sister’s Lover, whom I am oblig’d to receive: but if you have a mind to laugh a little—
Isab. Laugh! why, are you turn’d Buffoon, Tumbler, or Presbyterian Preacher?
Lod. No, but there’s a Creature below more ridiculous than either of these.
Lucr. For love’s sake, what sort of Beast is that?
Lod. Sir Credulous Easy, your new Lover just come to town Bag and Baggage, and I was going to acquaint my Mother with it.
Isab. You’ll find her well employ’d with my Cousin Leander.
Lucr. A happy opportunity to free him: but what shall I do now, Brother?
Lod. Oh, let me alone to ruin him with my Mother: get you gone, I think I hear him coming, and this Apartment is appointed for him.
Lucr. Prithee haste then, and free Leander, we’ll into the Garden. Exeunt Luc. and Isab.