[Exit Jupiter after Alcmena.
Mercury and Phædra remain.
Merc. Your lady has made the challenge of reconciliation to my lord: here's a fair example for us two, Phædra.
Phæd. No example at all, Sosia; for my lady had the diamonds beforehand, and I have none of the gold goblet.
Merc. The goblet shall be forthcoming, if thou wilt give me weight for weight.
Phæd. Yes, and measure for measure too, Sosia; that is, for a thimble-full of gold, a thimble-full of love.
Merc. What think you now, Phædra? Here's a weighty argument of love for you.
[Pulling out the Goblet in a case from under his Cloak.
Phæd. Now Jupiter, of his mercy, let me kiss thee, O thou dear metal!
[Taking it in both hands.