D'Am. I prithee call my daughter.
Enter Castabella.
Cast. Your pleasure, sir.
D'Am. Is thy husband i' bed?
Cast. Yes, my lord.
D'Am. The evening's fair. I prithee walk a turn or two.
Cast. Come, Jaspar.
D'Am. No.
We'll walk but to the corner o' the church;
And I have something to speak privately.
Cast. No matter; stay. [Exit Servant.
D'Am. This falls out happily. [Exeunt.