Mrs. B. Gone!
Cox. Upon your honour?
Box. As a gentleman?
Mrs. B. Yes, and she’s left a note for Mr. Cox.
Cox. Give it to me!
Mrs. B. Then open the door!
Cox. Put it under! [A letter is put under the door; Cox picks up the letter, and opens it.] Goodness Gracious!
Box. [Snatching letter.] Gracious Goodness!
[Cox snatches the letter, and runs forward, followed by Box.
Cox. [Reading.] “Dear Mr. Cox, pardon my candor”—