Vin. By intrusion, which she had more particularly informed me of, if her apprehensions of your danger had not posted me after you; she not having yet (as I suppose) heard of Clerimont's recovery. I left her, poor creature! at home, distracted with a thousand fears for your life and love.
Val. Her love, I'm sure, has cost me more fears than my life; yet that little danger is not past (as you think) till the great one be over.
Vin. Open but your eyes, and the fantastic goblin's vanished, and all your idle fears will turn to shame; for jealousy is the basest cowardice.
Val. I had rather, indeed, blush for myself than her.
Vin. I'm sure you will have more reason. But is not that Ranger there?
Enter Ranger, followed by Christina and Isabel; after them Lydia and Leonore.
Val. I think it is.
Vin. I suppose his friend Dapperwit is not far off; I will examine them both before you, and not leave you so much as the shadow of doubt: Ranger's astonishment at my lodging confessed his mistake.
Val. His astonishment might proceed from Christina's unexpected strangeness to him.
Vin. He shall satisfy you now himself to the contrary, I warrant you; have but patience.