[Exeunt FLO. and FLA. running.
SCENE III.
Enter PHILOCLES, and meets him going out.
Cel. How! my cousin, the new favourite!—[Aside.
Phil. Dear Celadon! most happily arrived.—
I hear you've been an honour to your country
In the Calabrian wars; and I am glad
I have some interest in it.
Cel. But in you
I have a larger subject for my joys:
To see so rare a thing as rising virtue,
And merit, understood at court.
Phil. Perhaps it is the only act, that can Accuse our queen of weakness.
Enter LYSIMANTES, attended.
Lys. O, my lord Philocles, well overtaken! I came to look you.
Phil. Had I known it sooner,
My swift attendance, sir, had spared your trouble.—
Cousin, you see prince Lysimantes [To CEL.
Is pleased to favour me with his commands:
I beg you'll be no stranger now at court.