I sent her years ago, which I confess
I am now ashamed of: (aside.)—Any lie will serve
To smooth this idiot.—These she brings with her,
And I can take them from her. My object gained
I hand her o’er to thee. For all her scorns
Repay her as thou wilt.
Liv.I fear her.
Bl.Nay,
I can secure thee. Come. [Exeunt.