Lyd. I will reprieve him till I have more evidence.
Leo. How will you get it?
Lyd. I will write him a letter in Christina's name, desiring to meet him; when I shall soon discover if his love to her be of a longer standing than since last night; and if it be not, I will not longer trust him with the vanity to think she gave him the occasion to follow her home from the Park; so will at once disabuse him and myself.
Leo. What care the jealous take in making sure of ills which they, but in imagination, cannot undergo!
Lyd.
Misfortunes are least dreadful when most near:
'Tis less to undergo the ill, than fear. [Exeunt.