Meg. (with a gold wand). This way, gentlemen; this way, masters and mistresses; this way, Respectables!
[Accompanies them to the end of the stage towards the banqueting-hall in the distance. Returns to escort another party. Musicians, etc.
Enter Senators, two and two.
Meg. (bowing profoundly three times). Most Illustrious Senators! this way, your Highnesses; this way.
Enter Melissa and other Ladies.
(To Melissa) Fairest and loveliest of your adorable sex, your slave prostrates himself before your stainless and beatific feet (bowing low and kissing his fingers). Illustrious Ladies, I pray you to advance.
Lys. (with Courtiers standing apart). A good appetite, my friends. Enjoy yourselves while you may.
Bard. We are quite ready, my Lord Lysimachus. Are you not (with a sneer) for the banquet?
Lys. In good time, in good time. If they only knew.