Servant. May it please you,
The coachman has driven out with Mrs. Frampton.
Selby. He had no orders—
Servant. None, sir, that I know of,
But from the lady, who expects some letter
At the next Post Town.
Selby. Go, Robin.
[Exit Servant.
How is this?
Kath. I came to tell you so, but fear'd your anger—