Cam. Good friends, they are too
Munificent in their love and favour to me.
Out of my cabinet return such jewels
As this directs you:—[To Clarinda.]—for your pains; and yours;
Nor must you be forgotten. [Gives them money.] Honour me
With the drinking of a health.
2 Serv. She scorns to give base silver.
3 Serv. Would she had been
Born every month in the year!
1 Serv. Month! every day.
2 Serv. Show such another maid.
3 Serv. All happiness wait you!
Clar. I'll see your will done.
[Exeunt Sylli, Clarinda, and Servants.
Enter Adorni wounded.
Cam. How, Adorni wounded!