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SCENE XI.

SCELEDRUS, PALÆSTRIO.
Sce.
Fool that I was, to trust a woman's honour!

Pal.
So,—you have let the prey slip through your hands,
Sceledrus!

Sce.
It is her, as sure as can be,—
My master's lady.

Pal.
Will you act with spirit?

Sce.
Act what?

Pal.
Bring me a cutlass.

Sce.
What to do?

Pal.
I'll break into the house, and whomsoe'er
I see caressing of Philocomasium,
I'll kill him on the spot.

Sce.
And do you think,
'Twas her?

Pal.
Oh, plainly her.

Sce.
But how the jade
Dissembled!

Pal.
Go, and bring a cutlass hither.

Sce.
It shall be here directly.

[Sceledrus goes in.