Mill. I must not, before I discover the plot to you.
Sir John. What plot?
Mill. Sir Martin's servant, like a rogue, comes hither to tempt me from his master, to have met him.
Warn. [At the door.] Now, would I had a good bag of gunpowder at my breech, to ram me into some hole!
Mill. For my part, I was so startled at the message, that I shall scarcely be myself these two days.
Sir John. Oh that I had the rascal! I would teach him to come upon such errands.
Warn. Oh for a gentle composition, now! An arm or leg I would give willingly.
Sir John. What answer did you make the villain?
Mill. I over-reached him clearly, by a promise of an appointment of a place I named, where I never meant to come: But would have had the pleasure, first, to tell you how I served him.
Sir John. And then to chide your mean suspicion of me; indeed I wondered you should love a fool. But where did you appoint to meet him?