Her. There you may freely speak.
Leon. Let us make haste;
For some affairs, and of no small importance,
Call me another way. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Palamede and Rhodophil, with Vizor Masques in their Hands, and Torches before them.
Pala. We shall have noble sport to-night, Rhodophil; this masquerading is a most glorious invention.
Rho. I believe it was invented first by some jealous lover, to discover the haunts of his jilting mistress; or, perhaps, by some distressed servant, to gain an opportunity with a jealous man's wife.
Pala. No, it must be the invention of a woman, it has so much of subtilty and love in it.
Rho. I am sure 'tis extremely pleasant; for to go unknown, is the next degree to going invisible.
Pala. What with our antic habits and feigned voices,—Do you know me? and—I know you,—methinks we move and talk just like so many overgrown puppets.
Rho. Masquerade is only vizor-mask improved; a heightening of the same fashion.