At the very gate.
Ser. Oh, whither must I go!
Alv. Belardo, lead her hence.
Bel. Not that way, sir,
By which your sister enters.
Alv. In here then.
I’ll go and meet Porcia.
Ser. Mercy, heaven!
[She goes in at one door, as Porcia enters by another.
Alv. How now, Porcia, you look pleased to-day!