Dove. Oh, Mr. Coddle, let me go, let me go.
Cod. No, no, I’ll never part with my witness; come, you delightful fellow, come, you shall never leave me till I am restored to happiness.—(CODDLE, during the foregoing exclamations, has dragged DOVE round the stage, and goes off with him again, L. H.)
[SCENE III.]
A Gallery in the Boarding House; in the flat are two practicable doors. LYNX heard within.
Lynx. (Within.)—Villain! Villain! what do you here?—(a noise as of a struggle; a scream heard)—I am unarmed, or you should not leave this place alive; come, Emmeline, come with me.
Enter LYNX dragging out his wife, she is pale and agitated.
Mrs. Ly. Ah Lionel—is it, is it you? Oh bless you, bless you.—(taking his hands—he places her in a chair)—I have brought this upon myself.
Lynx. But you are safe; and who has saved you?
Mrs. Ly. (Falling on his neck.)—My husband!
Lynx. Stay you here, I will follow him and have revenge.