Act 3 — A confused Noise of the Serenade, the Scene VI draws off to Lady Fancy’s Anti-chamber.
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Enter Isabella groping as in the dark.
Isab. Pray Heaven I get undiscover’d to my Chamber, where I’ll make Vows against this perjured Man; hah, sure he follows still; no Wood-Nymph ever fled before a Satyr, with half that trembling haste I flew from Lodwick.—Oh, he has lost his Virtue, and undone me.
Goes out groping, and the noise of Serenade again.