[Each taken an arm of Biades as he goes right. Pelagon enters, upper left]
Pel. Daughter, this way!
[Phania returns reluctantly. The others pass off, right]
Pel. My chick,—
Nay, I'll be brief. I know young feet would flock.
Pha. O, father dear, I'd please you first! [Kissing him]
Pel. Well, well!...
You've seen Lord Stesilaus?
Pha. Just a peek.
Pel. Nay, he's no bear.
Pha. He'll bite though. I know that.
Pel. Now, Phania, now! I have a reason, miss,
A most dear reason you should win the love
Of Stesilaus.