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SCENE VII.
Tox.So! now he's gone, I may declare my mind.
This day has shone a lucky day indeed—
You have not bought her, for she's all clear gain.
Dor.
Ah! he knows well enough what he has done.
He has sold stol'n goods, and sold them at my risk.
How do I know she may'nt be claim'd to-day?—
Where shall I follow him?—To Persia—Nonsense!—
Tox.
I thought you would have thank'd me for the favour—
Dor.
I do return you thanks indeed, my Toxilus—
For I perceive you aided me with care—
Tox.
Aided, d'you say?—I serv'd you to some purpose.
Dor.
Oh me! some things I've totally forgot,
I did intend to order in my family—
Pray guard her well—
Tox.
She's safe, depend upon't—
[Exit Dordalus.
Daug.
My father loiters now—
Tox.
What?—Shall I call him?
Daug.
'Tis time.
167
Hola!—Come forth Saturio.
Now you may be reveng'd upon your enemy—
Enter SATURIO.
Sat.
See, here am I—Do I delay the business?
Tox.
Well—Go you there, a good way out of sight—
Sat.
No more—
Tox.
When you observe me in discourse
And talking to the pandar, make a bustle.
Sat.
A word you know is to the wise enough—
[Exit Saturio and his Daughter.
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