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SCENE I.
Enter STALINO and ALCESIMUS.STALINO.
Now is the time that I shall know, Alcesimus,
Whether you represent a friend or foe.
The tryal's now on proof, the battle's join'd.
Why do I love, you say? nay, blame me not:
But cut that matter short—My head's too grey!
Advanc'd in years! Besides, a married man!
Cut short those matters too.
Alc.
I never saw
A man in love, in a worse plight than you.
Sta.
Take care your house be empty.
Alc.
Troth, I'm fix'd
To send my servants, men and maids, to you.
Sta.
You're perfectly adroit! But now remember
The injunction given by Colax in the comedy—
Let each one hither bring his dish, as if
To Sutrium he was going—
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I'll remember.
Sta.
Ordinance ne'er was better order'd; to you
I leave it—I'm just going to the forum,
And shall be back i'th'instant—
Alc.
A good walk to you!
Sta.
See that your doors too have a tongue.
Alc.
Why so?
Sta.
When I come back, that they may ask me in.
Alc.
Strange that! you are a man to be corrected,
You say your pleasure of us.
Sta.
Of what use
Is it to be in love, unless we can
Banter a little? But do you take care
You're in the way when wanted.
Alc.
I shall be
At home.
[Exit Stalino. Alcesimus stands apart.
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