Miss B. May I not know it?
Sir Philip. Oh, never, never, never!
Miss B. I will not ask it—Be composed—Let me wipe away those drops of anguish from your brow.—How cold your cheek is! My father, the evening damps will harm you—Come in—I will be all you wish—indeed I will.
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.
An Apartment in the Castle.
Enter Evergreen.
Everg. Was ever any thing so unlucky! Henry to come to the Castle and meet Sir Philip! He should have consulted me; I shall be blamed—but, thank Heaven, I am innocent.
[Sir Abel and Lady Handy without.]
Lady H. I will be treated with respect.