Leo. You thought you had lost him before, a great while ago; and therefore you ought to be the less troubled.
Lyd. But 'twas here I missed him first, I'm sure.
Leo. Come, madam, let not the loss vex you; he is not worth the looking after.
Lyd. It cannot but vex me yet, if I lost him by my own fault.
Leo. You had but too much care to keep him.
Lyd. It often happens, indeed, that too much care is as bad as negligence; but I had rather be robbed than lose what I have carelessly.
Leo. But, I believe you would hang the thief if you could.
Lyd. Not if I could have my own again.
Leo. I see you would be too merciful.
Lyd. I wish I were tried.