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Scen. 1.
Enter Thais and Pythias.Tha.
Continuest drabbe to talke in riddles to me?
I know, I know not, heard so, he is gone,
I was not by—. Wilt thou not in plaine tearmes
Tell me the matter? the maides cloathes are torne,
She weepes and silent keepes, the Eunuch gon.
Why this? what's chanc'd? speakest not?
Pyth.
Woes mee
Poore soule!
What should I say? they say he was no Eunuch.
Tha.
who then?
Pyth.
This Chærea here.
Tha.
which Chærea?
Pyth.
This younger brother vnto Phædria.
Tha.
What saist witch?
Pyth.
I haue found it certaine so.
Tha.
Why what a gods name had he here to do?
Or why was hither brought?
Pyth.
I cannot tell,
But that I guesse he loued Pamphila.
Tha.
I find my selfe accursed wretch vndone,
If this be true thou vtterst. Ist for that,
The wench so weepes?
Pyth.
I thinke so.
Tha.
Thinkst so hegge?
Was this the charge I left you at my parting?
Pyth.
What should I do? I left 'hem both alone
As you did bidde.
Tha.
Vnluckie queane, thou left's
A lambe to the woolfe: oh I am asham'd,
Enter Chærea in the Eunuchs cloathes.
So to be plaid on. What man haue we here?
Pyth.
Mistresse, for Gods loue peace; we are well
W'haue caught
The man.
Tha.
Where is he?
Pyth.
Looke to your left hand.
Do you not see him?
Tha.
Yes.
Pyth.
Call out for helpe;
To lay hold on him with all speede you can.
Tha.
What shall's do with him foole?
Pyth.
What do,
D'you aske?
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Has not a ashamelesse leere?
Tha.
No, has he not.
Pyth.
Note with what confidence my man struts too.
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