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SCENE I.

Enter CALLICLES and STASIMUS.
CALLICLES.
How said you, Stasimus? that your master's son,
Young Lesbonicus, had betroth'd his sister?

Stas.
The same.

Cal.
To whom?

Stas.
To Philto's son, Lysiteles,
Without a portion.

Cal.
How? without a portion
Married in so rich a family? What you say
Is not to be believ'd.

Stas.
I cannot help
Your incredulity: if this you don't
Believe, I shall believe that—

Cal.
What?

Stas.
You hold me
Of no account.

Cal.
Tell me, how long ago,
And where was this transacted?

Stas.
Here,—before
This very door,—now, at this very instant.

Cal.
Has Lesbonicus prov'd a better manager,
Now that his fortune's shatter'd, than when whole?

Stas.
Nay, what is more, Sir, Philto came himself
A suiter for his son.

Cal.
It were a shame
To send the maiden dowerless: this concerns me:
I'll strait to my corrector, and will ask
His counsel.

[Exit.