And beg my pardon for their want of warmth!
I love you, Philamir—I’ll say no more!
[Exit.
Phil. Gone! But I’ll follow her— (going).
Enter Phanor from house.
Phan.Stop, Philamir,
If, as she says, she loves you, well and good;
She’ll give you proof of it in her good time;
But if she don’t, why take an old boy’s word
(Who speaks of love with some authority),