Dick. Well, I'll rely upon you—But one kiss before I go.
[Kisses her heartily, and runs off.
Aml. Now the Lord love thee! for thou art a comfortable young man.
[Exit Mrs. Amlet.
SCENE, Gripe's House.
Enter Corinna and Flippanta.
Cor. But hark you, Flippanta, if you don't think he loves me dearly, don't give him my letter, after all.
Flip. Let me alone.
Cor. When he has read it, let him give it you again.
Flip. Don't trouble yourself.