T. Ay, that he would. But I heard him say once that he came here for his cure. I take it he’s cured now; and he would make friends all on a sudden, and begs me kindly carry this to Sir Gregory. ’Tis his farewell, no doubt. He will go home, and take me with him.
Fl. And me too?
T. Not if you blubber. Where’s Sir Gregory?
Fl. I don’t know. The Countess has bid me go 2840 seek Lady Laura.
T. Come! I’ll with you as far as the library, where I think I should find the old gentleman.
[Exeunt.
Enter Diana.
DIANA.
Rejected! by the man I loved rejected:
Despised by him, and by myself betrayed!