[Exeunt Lamp and Trap.
Rover. Since I must remain here some time, and I've not the most distant hope of ever speaking to this goddess again, I wish I had inquired her name, that I might know how to keep out of her way.
Enter John Dory and Landlord.
Landl. There's the gentleman.
John. Very well.
[Exit Landlord.
What cheer, ho, master squire?
Rover. Cheer, ho! my hearty!
John. The very face of his father! And an't you asham'd of yourself?
Rover. Why, yes, I am sometimes.