Princess. And has, my brother. See!
I have its richest gift.
[Turning to Rolfe.
Rolfe. My dearest love!
Smith. Her brother, sir, and worthy of that name.
Introduces Nantaquas to Delawar; Percy and Geraldine, who had been conversing, advance.
Percy. You tell me wonders.
Geraldine. But not miracles.
Being near the uncle, sir, I knew the lady.
Percy. And was I then deceived?
Geraldine. What, gentle Percy!
Young man, 'twas not well done, in idle pique,
To wound the heart that lov'd you.
Percy. O sir! speak!
My Geraldine, your niece, is she not married?