Governor. Aye, that he is.
Good evening, gentlemen.
All. Your worship.
Roger. I pray you, tell me more.
Governor. Nay, use your eyes,
For here he is.
Enter Rev. Arthur Dimsdell. People uncover as he passes. He salutes them gravely and generally.
Dimsdell, a word with you.
Dimsdell. Good evening, gentlemen.
Governor. Dimsdell, here is good Doctor Chillingworth,
Who tended thee. I hope you gentlemen
[top] Will prize each other at your native worths.
Dimsdell. I shall be glad to know you better, Doctor.
Roger. And I, to see you better, sir.