André.
Go thou and guide Honora from this spot.
Honora [entering].
Who shall oppose his wife? I will have way!
They, cruel, would have kept me from thee, André.
Say, am I not thy wife? Wilt thou deny me?
Indeed I am not dress'd in bridal trim.
But I have travel'd far:—rough was the road—
Rugged and rough—that must excuse my dress.
[Seeing André's distress.] Thou art not glad to see me.
André.
Break my heart!
Honora.
Indeed, I feel not much in spirits. I wept but now.
Enter Melville and Guard.
Bland [to Melville].