O. Book. What art thou at Oxford? Rise and tell me.
Y. Book. Why I am married there, since you needs must know.
O. Book. Married, without my consent!
Y. Book. There was a force upon me; you'll easily get all annulled if you desire it. It was the crossest, most unhappy accident. Yet, indeed, she is an excellent creature!
Lat. How could he conceal this all this while from me? But I remember he used to be out of the college whole nights, we knew not where. [Aside.
Penelope and Victoria at the window.
Pen. [Aside.] The very man we met this morning; and I employ my rival to write to him! How confidently she stares at the fellow, and observes his action!
Vict. Betty, do you see with what intent and with what fire in her eyes Penelope gazes yonder? But take you that letter and give it when the old gentleman's gone. Goodness! how concerned she seems! Well, some women!——[Exeunt Ladies from above.
O. Book. Let that pass, since the business is irrevocable. What is her name?
Y. Book. Matilda, and her father's, Newtown.