Char. Away then for the business.
Nig. I am gone, Sir;
You shall have all dispatch'd to night.
Char. Be prosperous.
Aur. And let the Villain fall.
Nig. Fear nothing, Madam. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Delphia, and Drusilla.
Dru. 'Tis true, that Diocles is courteous,
And of a pleasant nature, sweet and temperate;
His Cousin Maximinian proud and bloudy.
Delph. Yes, and mistrustful too, my Girl, take heed,
Although he seem to love thee, and affect
Like the more Courtier, curious complement;
Yet have a care.
Dru. You know all my affection,
And all my heart-desires are set on Diocles;
But, Aunt, how coldly he requites this courtesie!
How dull and heavily he looks upon me!
Although I woo him sometimes beyond modesty,
Beyond a Virgins care; how still he slights me,
And puts me still off with your Prophecy,
And the performance of your late prediction,
That when he is Emperour, then he will marry me;
Alas, what hope of that?