Ful.Alas, this is a day
Of sorrow indeed. I pray Minerva guard
Her feast from ill.[Exit with letter.
Agr.Indeed I have little fear,
If he but read. Yet now, after this warning,
I must beware. ’Tis plain the people love me;
They cheered me so. My escape will add to favour.
Ful. (re-entering). He waited at the gate, and with
full speed
Runs with the letter.