The rest is easy, and I hold this Cherson
In the hollow of my hand. Ha! a good thought.
I will send a message to the Lady Gycia
Which shall ensure't. If she mislikes her friend,
It is odds of ten to one some jealous humour
Has caused it, or may grow of it.
[Writes.
"Dear lady,
Thou art wronged; the Prince Asander presently
Is with Irene alone. Seek them, and wring