Bayes. So, let me see.
Scene V.
Enter Prince Volscius, going out of town.
Smith. I thought he had been gone to Piccadilly.
Bayes. Yes, he gave it out so; but that was only to cover his design.
Johns. What design?
Bayes. Why, to head the army that lies conceal'd for him at Knightsbridge.
Johns. I see here's a great deal of plot, Mr. Bayes.