EnterMiss Martin, by the opposite side, Sir John looking at her with great satisfaction as she approaches. She curtsies slightly, continuing to pass on.
SIR JOHN HAZELWOOD.
Good morning, madam.
MISS MARTIN.
Good morning, sir.
SIR JOHN HAZELWOOD.
Do you pass me so hastily, Miss Martin? To run away so were enough to put it into a vain person's head to believe himself dangerous.
MISS MARTIN.
Perhaps then, yours is not without that idea.
SIR JOHN HAZELWOOD.
Yet I ought not to be flatter'd by it neither; for women, it is said, fly from small dangers, and encounter the greater more willingly.
MISS MARTIN.
Yes, Sir John, we are the reverse of the men in this respect, which accounts likewise for your detaining me here.
SIR JOHN HAZELWOOD.
Nay, in this you are mistaken: it is no mean danger that proves my boldness at this moment.
