Lor. Your denial makes me the more inquisitive.
Lau. ’Tis but my saying, he came from the Prince,
And he dares not take it ill. Aside.
—Here, Sir, Gives him the Key.
Lor. And here’s for you too; a Letter from Curtius,
And therefore I would not open it: I took it up
At the Post-house. She reads, and seems pleas’d.
Now if this should prove some surly Gallant of hers,
And give me a slash o’er the Face for peeping
I were but rightly serv’d;