Meg. Oh, you barbarian! Where is the Count of the Palace, I say?
1st Cit. Now, citizen, cease this nonsense. We have not, thank Heaven, any such foolish effeminate functionary.
Meg. No Count of the Palace? Heavens! what a crew! Well, if there is none, where are your leading nobles? where the Respectable and Illustrious? You are certainly not Illustrious nor Respectable; you probably are not even Honourable, or if you are you don't look it.
1st Cit. What, you wretched popinjay of a serving man! You dare address a Greek citizen in that way? Take that, and that!
[Beats him.
1st Court. Draw, gentlemen! These are ruffians!
[They fight.
Enter Asander.
Asan. Put up your swords, gentlemen. Why, fellows, what is this? Is this your hospitality to your guests?