[Synorix goes up to her. She hands him the cup. He drinks.
Synorix.
There, Camma! I have almost drain’d the cup—
A few drops left.
Camma.
Libation to the Goddess.
[He throws the remaining drops on the altar and gives Camma the cup.
Camma (placing the cup on the altar).
Why then the Goddess hears.
[Comes down and forward to tripod. Antonius follows.