Eri. Go, Sostratus; leave me. You little care for my peace of mind if you ask me to remember you.
Sos. Ah, Madam, if your peace of mind ...
Eri. Leave me, Sostratus; spare my weakness; do not expose me to do more than I have resolved upon.
SCENE VIII.——ERIPHYLE, CLEONICE.
Cle. Madam, I see you quite melancholy; will you allow your dancers, who express so well all the passions of the soul, to come and give you a sample of their skill?
Eri. Yes, Cleonice; let them do what they like, provided they leave me to my thoughts.
FIFTH INTERLUDE.
Four pantomimists, as a sample of their skill, adapt their movements and steps to the signs of uneasiness of the young Princess Eriphyle.
Ballet.