Act,  scene

1    1,   1| heaven offended at a civil call~That he should make so great
2    1,   6| one as blind as they.~They call you atheist if you have
3    1,   6|  will have the boldness~To call their private grudge the
4    2,   3| society.~You’ll even go to call, by way of welcome,~On Mrs.
5    2,   4|    What?~Valere~You didn’t call me?~Mariane~I? You are dreaming.~
6    3,   6|   my dear son, say on, and call me traitor,~Abandoned scoundrel,