Warn. How's this? [Aside.
Sir Mart. She is of Kent, near Canterbury.
Warn. What does he mean? This is his rival. [Aside.
Sir John. Near Canterbury, say you? I have a small estate lies thereabouts, and more concernments than one besides.
Sir Mart. I'll tell you then. Being at Canterbury, it was my fortune once, in the Cathedral church—
Warn. What do you mean, sir, to intrust this man with your affairs thus?
Sir Mart. Trust him? why, he's a friend of mine.
Warn. No matter for that; hark you, a word, sir.
Sir Mart. Pr'ythee leave fooling; and as I was saying——I was in the church, when I first saw this fair one.
Sir John. Her name, sir, I beseech you.