Diph. It is Timoleon's pleasure:
The slaves have been examined, and confess
Their riot took beginning from your house;
And the first mover of them to rebellion
Your slave Marullo. [Exeunt Diph. and Guard.

Leost. Ha! I more than fear.

Timag. They may search boldly.

Enter Timandra, speaking to the Guard within.

Timand. You are unmanner'd grooms.
To pry into my lady's private lodgings:
There's no Marullos there.

Re-enter Diphilus, and Guard, with Marullo.

Timag. Now I suspect too.
Where found you him?

Diph. Close hid in your sister's chamber.

Timag. Is that the villain's sanctuary?

Leost. This confirms
All she deliver'd, false.