Enter Olivia and Boy.
Oliv. Both here, and just gone?
Boy. Yes, madam.
Oliv. But are you sure neither saw you deliver the other a letter?
Boy. Yes, yes, madam, I am very sure.
Oliv. Go then to the Old Exchange, to Westminster, Holborn, and all the other places I told you of; I shall not need you these two hours: begone, and take the candle with you, and be sure you leave word again below, I am gone out, to all that ask.
Boy. Yes, madam. [Exit.
Oliv. And my new lover will not ask, I'm sure; he has his lesson, and cannot miss me here, though in the dark: which I have purposely designed, as a remedy against my blushing gallant's modesty; for young lovers, like game-cocks, are made bolder by being kept without light.
Enter Vernish, as from a journey.