Jolly. Take it; I'll away. What time shall I call you? in the evening? There's a play at court to-night.
Love. I would willingly be there, but your ladies are so censorious and malicious to us young ladies in the town, especially to me, because the wits are pleased to afford me a visit or so: I could be content else to be seen at court. Pray, what humour is the queen of? The captain of her guard I know.
Jolly. The queen! Who's that knocks at the back-door?
[The Captain knocks
Love. Smoothe my band; I know not. Go down that way, and look you be not false; if you should be false, I'll swear I should spoil myself with weeping.
Jolly. Farewell! In the evening I'll call you.
[Exit Jolly.
Love. Who's there? Captain, where have you been all this while? I might sit alone, I see, for you, if I could not find conversation in books.
[She takes a book in her hand, and sits down.