Elv. O, my love!
Lor. My life!
Elv. My soul![They embrace.
Dom. I am taken on the sudden with a grievous swimming in my head, and such a mist before my eyes, that I can neither hear nor see.
Elv. Stay, and I'll fetch you some comfortable water.
Dom. No, no; nothing but the open air will do me good. I'll take a turn in your garden; but remember that I trust you both, and do not wrong my good opinion of you.
[Exit Dominick.
Elv. This is certainly the dust of gold which you have thrown in the good man's eyes, that on the 422 sudden he cannot see; for my mind misgives me, this sickness of his is but apocryphal.
Lor. 'Tis no qualm of conscience, I'll be sworn. You see, madam, it is interest governs all the world. He preaches against sin; why? because he gets by it: He holds his tongue; why? because so much more is bidden for his silence.
Elv. And so much for the friar.
Lor. Oh, those eyes of yours reproach me justly, that I neglect the subject which brought me hither.