Pis. ‘Tis very possible you’re not deceiv’d.
Alcip. Erminia’s Spirit, in a glorious form.
Pis. I do believe you.
Alcip. Why, is’t not strange?
Pis. It would have been, had I not heard already
She has this night appear’d to several Persons,
In several Shapes; the first was to the Prince;
And said so many pretty things for you,
As has persuaded him to pardon you.
Alcip. Oh Gods, what Fortune’s mine!
I do believe the Prince is innocent
From all that thou hast said.
—But yet I wish he would dispose his Bounties
On those that would return acknowledgments;
I hate he should oblige me.
Pis. You are too obstinate, and must submit.
Alcip. It cannot be, and yet methinks I give
A strange and sudden credit to this Spirit,
It beckon’d me into another room;
I’ll follow it, and know its business there. [Aside.
Pis. Come, Sir, I am a kind of Prophet,
And can interpret Dreams too.
We’ll walk a while, and you shall tell me all,
And then I would advise you what to do.
[Exeunt.