Rho. Why, I heard you were here alone, and could not in civility but bring her to you.
Mel. You'll pardon the effects of a passion which I may now avow for you, if it transported me beyond the rules of bienseance.
Pala. But, who told you I was here? they, that told you that, may tell you more, for aught I know.
Rho. O, for that matter, we had intelligence.
Pala. But let me tell you, we came hither so very privately, that you could not trace us. Rho. Us! what us? you are alone.
Pala. Us! the devil's in me for mistaking:—me, I meant. Or us, that is, you are me, or I you, as we are friends: That's us.
Dor. Palamede, Palamede! [Within.
Rho. I should know that voice; who's within there, that calls you?
Pala. Faith, I can't imagine; I believe the place is haunted.
Dor. Palamede, Palamede, all-cocks hidden. [Within.