I am frightened—I heard something.
CHARLES.
You heard nothing but the falling of the leaves: come sit down here, Emilia, by me on the grass.
EMILIA.
We are very unfortunate!
CHARLES.
No, say not so; let us show that we are not inhuman, by thinking more of others than ourselves, who are not in any immediate danger.
EMILIA.
I will now endeavour to be easy; but I cannot help thinking of my father and mother.
CHARLES.