Re-enter Ranger.
Lyd. [Aside.] Ranger! 'tis he indeed: I am sorry he is here, but glad I discovered him before I went. Yet he must not discover me, lest I should be prevented hereafter in finding him out. False Ranger!—[To Lady Flippant.] Nay, if they bring fresh force upon us, madam, 'tis time to quit the field. [Exeunt Lydia and Lady Flippant.
Ran. What, play with your quarry till it fly from you!
Dap. You frighten it away.
Ran. Ha! is not one of those ladies in mourning?
Dap. All women are so by this light.
Ran. But you might easily discern. Don't you know her?
Dap. No.
Ran. Did you talk with her?
Dap. Yes, she is one of your brisk silly baggages.