Enter Warner.
Mill. How now, what's his business? I wonder, after such a crime, if his master has the face to send him to me.
Rose. How durst you venture hither? If either Sir John or my old master see you!—
Warn. Pish! they are both gone out.
Rose. They went but to the next street; ten to one but they return and catch you here.
Warn. Twenty to one I am gone before, and save them a labour.
Mill. What says that fellow to you? What business can he have here?
Warn. Lord, that your ladyship should ask that question, knowing whom I serve!
Mill. I'll hear nothing from your master.
Warn. Never breathe, but this anger becomes your ladyship most admirably; but though you'll hear nothing from him, I hope I may speak a word or two to you from myself, madam.