[_Kneels._ You see these tears.

My father's an old man.
Pray let him live.
_Lovel_.

I must be bold to tell you, these new freedoms Show most unhandsome in you.
_John_ (_rising_).

Ha! do you say so?
Sure, you are not grown proud upon my secret! Ah! now I see it plain.

He would be babbling.
No doubt a garrulous and hard-faced traitor-- But I'll not give you leave.