Eu. You won't take it ill I hope if I guess at it.
Ca. I have promis'd you I won't.
Eu. I know by Experience what a Torment Love is. Come, confess now, is that it? You promis'd to tell me.
Ca. There's Love in the Case, but not that Sort of Love that you imagine.
Eu. What Sort of Love is it that you mean?
Ca. Guess.
Eu. I have guess'd all the Guesses I can guess; but I'm resolv'd I'll never let go this Hand till I have gotten it out of you.
Ca. How violent you are.
Eu. Whatever your Care is, repose it in my Breast.
Ca. Since you are so urgent, I will tell you. From my very Infancy I have had a very strong Inclination.