CYNTHIA, MASKWELL.
MASK. Madam, you will be ready?
CYNT. I will be punctual to the minute. [_Going_.]
MASK. Stay, I have a doubt. Upon second thoughts, we had better meet in
the chaplain's chamber here, the corner chamber at this end of the
gallery, there is a back way into it, so that you need not come through
this door, and a pair of private stairs leading down to the stables. It
will be more convenient.
CYNT. I am guided by you; but Mellefont will mistake.
MASK. No, no, I'll after him immediately, and tell him.
CYNT. I will not fail.