CLEVELAND. Eh! Is not the Captain in my hands?
ROSE. Before to-morrow morning he shall be in mine.
CLEVELAND. Confound it, madam, I'll keep so strict a guard upon him, a fly sha'n't light upon him without my knowing it.
ROSE. Do so, and if you were argus-eyed into the bargain, I'd marry him before to-morrow morning.
CLEVELAND. Ha! is it come to that? I'll march this hour.
ROSE. It would be too late.
CLEVELAND. This moment, then.
ROSE. I would anticipate you.
CLEVELAND. Zounds, madam, you talk idly.
ROSE. Zounds, sir, you talk without reason.