Chris. He would have sought me out first, if you had not made him fly from me. Our mutual love, confirmed by a contract, made our hearts inseparable, till you rudely, if not maliciously, thrust in upon us, and broke the close and happy knot: I had lost him before for a month, now for ever. [Weeps.
Val. My joy and pity makes me as mute as my shame; yet I must discover myself. [Aside.
Chris. Your silence is a confession of your guilt.
Val. I own it. [Aside.
Chris. But that will not serve my turn; for straight you must go clear yourself and me to him you have injured in me! if he has not made too much haste from me to be found again. You must, I say; for he is a man that will have satisfaction; and in satisfying him, you do me.
Val. Then he is satisfied.
Chris. How! is it you? then I am not satisfied.
Val. Will you be worse than your word?
Chris. I gave it not to you.