Laura: (aside)
The traitor!
Jenny: Keep such sweet talk for when you know me better. Listen before responding to the things I have to say to you.
Bendish: Plague! You take me for a great fool! I intend to prove to you I merit the choice your heart has made. For I believe you didn't send for me to tell me you hate me.
Jenny:
You won't know my true feelings if you don't clear up the uncertainty
I am in at once.
Bendish: Come, my little heart, my queen, let's not amuse ourselves with twaddle. Look at these stooping airs, this figure. When we know each other a little better I will ogle you.
Laura: (aside)
This cannot be Cadwell!
Arabella: (aside, half voice)
No, surely not.
Bendish:
Who just said I am not Cadwell. You lied.
Olivia: (low to Worthy)
Brother, it isn't him.
Worthy: (low)
I don't know what to make of it.