Meg. (returning). Noble Prince, will your Illustrious Consort and yourself deign to follow me?
Asan. Nay, good Megacles, will you and these gentlemen go first? I have a word to say to the Lady Gycia. We will be with you before the guests are seated.
Meg. I obey, my Lord Asander, and will await you at the door.
[Megacles, Lysimachus, and the rest, pass on.
Asan. Gycia, though we have passed from amity
And all our former love, yet would I pray you,
By our sweet years of wedded happiness,
Give ear to me a moment. It may be
That some great shock may come to set our lives