Harriet. My kind friend!
Poly. I’ll not be gone an instant. (Noise of footsteps.) Ha! here comes Robin. Quick—retire. (She goes towards the room.) No, not there. He’ll want to go into that room with my supper. There—there. (He forces her into the room on the opposite side—a lock heard.)
Enter Robin and Molly.
Robin. I have brought your supper, sir.
Poly. Leave it, leave it. And you, Mrs. Molly, what do you want here? (Robin takes the tray into the room.)
Molly. (Slyly) I came to ask whether I should clear away the broken glass yonder. Why, now, if there isn’t some conjuration there? You told Master Eustace the key was inside the door, and see if it hasn’t opened of itself. (Aside.) Then I was right after all.
Poly. Ahem! you may go—you may go.
Molly. I hope, sir, you’ll forgive my suspicions. (Sees the bonnet.) O, ho!
Poly. Begone I say! and, in future, beware how you accuse an innocent person.
Molly. Yes, sir, if you please; and I repent it the more, seeing, as I do, the proofs of your innocence before me.