Sos. Flints, or pebbles, or some such trumpery of enchanted stones.
Phæd. They say, the proof of a true diamond is to glitter in the dark: I think my master had best take my lady into some by-corner, and try whose diamond will sparkle best.
Sos. Yet, now I think on't, madam, did not a certain friend of mine present them to you?
Alcm. What friend?
Sos. Why another Sosia, one that made himself Sosia in my despite, and also unsosiated me.
Amph. Sirrah, leave your nauseous nonsense; break open the seal, and take out the diamonds.
Sos. More words than one to a bargain, sir. I I thank you,—that's no part of prudence for me to commit burglary upon the seals: Do you look first upon the signet, and tell me, in your conscience, whether the seals be not as firm as when you clapt the wax upon them.
Amph. The signature is firm. [Looking.
Sos. Then take the signature into your own custody, and open it; for I will have nothing done at my proper peril. [Giving him the Casket.
Amph. O heavens! here's nothing but an empty space, the nest where they were laid. [Breaking open the Seal.