Lor. I believe so, for I am half dead already
With Fear. Aside. —Sir, I have promis’d to make a visit
To a Lady, and—
Cur. What I’ve to say will not detain you long.
Lor. What a Dog was I, I went not
When he first desir’d me to go!
Oh Impertinency, thou art justly rewarded!
Cur. Lorenzo, may I believe you love me?
Lor. Now what shall I say, Ay or no? Aside.
The Devil take me if I know.