SCENE VII. The Court Gallery.
Enter Philander and Alcander with a Light.
Alcan. He’s gone, whoe’er he be.
Phi. It could not be Alcippus.
Alcan. I rather fear Pisaro, —But we soon enough shall know: Who’s this?
Enter Erminia in her Night-gown, and lsillia with Lights.
Er. Methought I heard Alcippus and the Prince Before the cry of Murder. I die if those two Rivals have encounter’d.
Phi. Ah, Madam, cease that fear, they both are safe From all but from the Wounds which you have given them.
Er. Oh Gods, what make you here! and where’s Alcippus?
Phi. Where I had been had Heaven been bountiful.