And pray for the peace of our unquiet minds?
Marg. That I will, John.
[Exeunt.
SCENE.—An inner Apartment.
JOHN is discovered kneeling.—MARGARET standing over him.
John (rises). I cannot bear
To see you waste that youth and excellent beauty,
('Tis now the golden time of the day with you,)
In tending such a broken wretch as I am.
Marg. John will break Margaret's heart, if he speak so.