Hu. How, I upbraid thee?
Ph.That I pressed my suit.
Hu. Rather for slackness in it.
Ph.If she recover
’Tis all I pray for.
Hu.Not so. This will pass.
’Twill be forgotten. All will be forgotten.
Look but on Margaret, doth her brother’s death
Craze her?
Ph.Indeed, I think she is nigh distracted;