Enter Sir George.
Sir Geo. Then I may appear.
Marpl. Dear, Sir George, make my Peace! On my Soul, I did not think of you.
Sir Geo. I dare swear thou didst not. Madam, I beg you to forgive him.
Miran. Well, Sir George, if he can be secret.
Marpl. Ods heart, Madam, I'm as secret as a Priest when I'm trusted.
Sir Geo. Why 'tis with a Priest our Business is at present.
Scentw. Madam, here's Mrs. Isabinda's Woman to wait on you.
Miran. Bring her up.
Enter Patch.