Vin. Sure it is Ranger!
Val. As sure as the woman that follows him closest is Christina.
Vin. For shame! talk not of Christina; I left her just now at home, surrounded with so many fears and griefs she could not stir.
Val. She is come, it may be, to divert them here in the Park; I'm sure 'tis she.
Vin. When the moon, at this instant, scarce affords light enough to distinguish a man from a tree, how can you know her?
Val. How can you know Ranger, then?
Vin. I heard him speak.
Val. So you may her too, I'll secure you, if you will draw but a little nearer; she came, doubtless, to no other end but to speak with him: observe—
Chris. [To Ranger.] Sir, I have followed you hitherto; but now, I must desire you to follow me out of the company; for I would not be overheard nor disturbed.
Ran. Ha! is not this Christina's voice? it is, I am sure; I cannot be deceived now.—Dear madam—