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I am distracted when I think of this,
Therefore I must not, if I would be honest.
Those men—or are they men or are they devils?
With whom I met last night; they've fasten'd on me
Fell thoughts, which, tho' I spurn them, haunt me still.
Would I had never met them!——
Here comes my landlord with his surly face
Of debts and claims, and ev'ry irksome thing.
(Enter Landlord with a letter.)
Good morrow, Landlord.

LANDLORD.

I thank you, sir; I am glad to hear you call me Landlord, for I began to be afraid you had mistaken me for your Host.

RAYNER.

I understand you well enough, and indeed I have proved your patience, or rather your impatience, much longer than I wished. You have a letter in your hand.

LANDLORD (giving it).

There, Sir; if it bring you the news of any good luck, I shall be glad of it.

RAYNER (agitated).

From Elizabeth.—Good morning—good morning to you.