Eri. To be audacious enough to love me, and, moreover, to dare to say it!
Cli. It is not with you he is in love, Madam.
Eri. Not with me?
Cli. No; he has too much respect for you, and he is too wise to do such a thing.
Eri. With whom, then, Clitidas?
Cli. With one of your maids-of-honour, the young Arsinoë.
Eri. Is she so very beautiful that he can think none but her worthy of his love?
Cli. He loves her to distraction, and entreats you to honour his love with your protection.
Eri. Me!
Cli. No, no, Madam; I see that this offends you. Your anger forced me to make use of this subterfuge; and, to tell you the truth, it is you he loves to distraction.