Laura:
You love, Cadwell? For a long time you say?
Cadwell:
Yes, I love, madam. And with a love that will end only with my life.
Laura: But this so tender love—isn't it offended by the steps you are taking?
Cadwell:
I will have a hard time telling you what made me come here.
Laura: Really, I don't know how to stop myself from praising you. If I cannot win you at least I have the pleasure of knowing you are not such as you have been painted. But Cadwell, can I obtain the bounty from you at the price of my tenderness?
Cadwell: There's nothing I wouldn't do for you so long as it doesn't injure my passion.
Worthy: (low to Selina)
He recognizes her, I tell you.
Selina: (low)
Eh, shut up.
Laura: (to Cadwell) I wouldn't want you to do such an extraordinary thing. I don't want to find you even indiscreet. But Cadwell, if I divine your mistress, I want you to admit it to me. Is it Arabella?
Cadwell:
Ah, madam, of whom are you talking to me?