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Scen. 1.

Enter Dorias.
Dor.
So help me God, I somewhat doubt poore creature
By things I saw, least the inraged souldier
Should raise some broile; and do my Mistresse wrong.
For presently as soone as Chremes came
The late giu'n young maides brother; she requests
The souldier, he would cause him be cald in:
He grew in fume, but yet durst not deny her.
Shee further moues his inuitation
Vnto their banquet: (this my Mistresse did
To keepe him there; because as yet the time
Seru'd not to tell him things concern'd his sister.)
The souldier willd him sit; yet grumblingly.
He plac'd, my mistresse frames discourse to him:
The souldier thought a riuall had beene brought

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Vnder his nose, and minding to crie quittance
Cal'd out, ho, one of you fetch Pamphila
To sing to vs; Thais cryes out, at no hand:
What her to a banquet? He would haue it so.
Hence grew the matter to a downe right braule:
My mistresse priuily tooke of her iewels,
And gaue 'hem me in secret to bring thence.
This is a certaine signe, whereby I know
Shee'l slip thence, when she spies fit time thereto

Manet Dorias.