Cal. Make room there.
Hoboyes play within.
Enter King, Evadne, Aspatia, Lords and Ladies.
King. Melantius, thou art welcome, and my love Is with thee still; but this is not a place To brabble in; Calianax, joyn hands.
Cal. He shall not have my hand.
King. This is no time
To force you to't, I do love you both:
Calianax, you look well to your Office;
And you Melantius are welcome home; begin the Mask.
Mel. Sister, I joy to see you, and your choice,
You lookt with my eyes when you took that man;
Be happy in him.
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Evad. O my dearest brother! Your presence is more joyful than this day can be unto me.
The Mask.