Lord G. Stern stoic, but I will, and not clandestinely; I'll instantly to Sir Clement.
Cliff. Do not be rash; Fortune, or some better agent, is working in wonders—Meet me presently at your uncle's; in the mean while promise not to stir in this business.
Lord G. What hope from delay?
Cliff. Promise—
Lord G. I am in a state to catch at shadows——I'll try to obey you.
Cliff. Farewell!——
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.
Sir Clement's House.