Clin.Is it here?
Pam.Yes, there.
Clin.For heaven’s sake
Be careful; may he not see me?
Pam.If he looked over the myrtles
No doubt he might.
Clin.Hush! hush! He’ll hear you.
Pam.All serene.
He’s not this side: stand there: I’ll go & spy around.
Keep out of sight.