[Scar. goes to the Door.
Scar. Oh, Sir, Sir, here’s some strange great Man come to wait on you.
Doct. Great Man! from whence?
Scar. Nay, from the Moon-World, for ought I know, for he looks not like the People of the lower Orb.
Doct. Ha! and that may be; wait on him in.
[Exit Scar.
Enter Scaramouch bare, bowing before Charmante, dress’d in a strange fantastical Habit, with Harlequin; salutes the Doctor.
Char. Doctor Baliardo, most learned Sir, all Hail! Hail from the great Caballa of Eutopia.
Doct. Most reverend Bard, thrice welcome. [Salutes him low.
Char. The Fame of your great Learning, Sir, and Virtue is known with Joy to the renown’d Society.