[Widow and Pleasant looking out at a window.
Plea. That is you: cross or pile, will you have him yet, or no?
Wid. Peace! observe them.
Jolly. Faith, no, I do not despair; but I cannot resolve.
Enter Wild, Careless, and the Captain, going in haste; he comes in at the middle door.
Wid. Who are those?
Care. Captain, whither in such haste? What, defeated? Call you this a retreat, or a flight from your friends?
Plea. Your nephew, and his governor, and his friend! Here will be a scene! Sit close, and we may know the secret of their hearts.
Wid. They have not met since they returned: I shall love this bay-window.[208]