You did not call me, Phocion? It seemed——
Phocion
(Smiling.) Your maidens called you to the bath. It is your bathing hour.
Lydia
(To Lysander.) Lysander, good-evening! You are fortunate. (Half laughing, half jealous.) Phocion has more time for his brother than for his wife.
Lysander
Had I a wife as brave and faithful as my brother has, I should be more fortunate still! These are grave times, good Lydia, for true Athenian men.
Phocion
Ah, Lydia knows too well, Lysander. But do not detain her now. (To Lydia.) I will come later for you, Little Child—an hour at the most.
Lydia