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SCENE I.

Enter CLINIA.
Clin.
Had my affairs in love been prosperous,
They had, I know, been here long since: but, ah,
I fear she's fall'n from virtue in my absence:
So many things concur to prove it so,
My mind misgives me; opportunity,
The place, her age, an infamous old mother,
Under whose governance she lives, to whom
Nought but gain's precious.

To him CLITIPHO.
Clit.
Clinia!

Clin.
Woe is me!

[to himself.
Clit.
Take heed, lest some one issue from your father's,
And chance to see you here.

Clin.
I will: but yet
My mind forebodes I know not what of ill.

Clit.
What, still foreboding, ere you know the truth?

Clin.
Had there been no untoward circumstance,

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They had return'd already.

Clit.
Patience, Clinia!
They'll be here presently.

Clin.
Presently! but when?

Clit.
Consider, 'tis a long way off: And then
You know the ways of women; to set off,
And trick their persons out, requires an age.

Clin.
Oh Clitipho, I fear—

Clit.
Take courage; see,
Dromo and Syrus!

 

Non cogitas hinc longule esse? This passage, as well as the circumstances of the next scene, are a further confirmation of the scene's lying in the country.