You left to act a Murder on her self;
And mine you would have been so kind to’ve done
With your own hand, but my respect prevented it.
—Next, Sir, you ravish’d Laura from me,
And under a pretence of sacred Friendship,
You prov’d your self the worst of Enemies;
And that’s a Crime you dare not say was Ignorance,
As you perhaps will plead your Sin to Cloris was.
Fred. Cloris, why, what hast thou to do with Cloris?
Cur. She was my Sister, Frederick.