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SCENE V.
AMPELISCAalone.
I'll now do what the Priestess order'd me;
I'll beg some water here at the next house.
She told me if I ask'd it in her name,
They'd give it me forthwith. I never saw
A worthier old woman, more deserving
Favour from Gods and men. How courteously,
And with what gentle breeding she receiv'd us
Trembling, in want, wet, cast away, half-dead,—
And treated us as though we were her children!
How readily herself did warm us water
For us to wash!—But I must mind her orders,
That I mayn't make her wait.
[Knocking at Dæmones' door.
Ho! who's within here?
Open the door.—Will nobody come forth?
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