Cle. Then know, great sovereign, that, when I went
As full of joy as speed, with your glad message,
I found the princess——
Euar. What, not dead, I hope?
Cle. Dead to her honour.
Euar. Ha!
Cle. In short, my lord,
I found her walking in the garden with
A shepherd—more of him I cannot tell;
But she was habited in that attire
She wore, when from the woods I brought her home.
I slipp'd away, not being seen by them,
And if you please to go, perhaps, great sir,
You still may find them there.
Euar. How now, Eubulus,
Are my presages true? Shall I then sleep
With this disgrace, and let my neighbour princes
Mock at my humble fortunes, when they hear
The daughter of Euarchus match'd herself
With a base shepherd? Go, Eubulus, quickly:
Here take my signet; let this be your warrant
To put them both to death.
Eub. How! both, my lord?
Euar. Ay, both.
Eub. Your daughter too?
Euar. Why do you question me?
Have I not said they both shall die: despatch.
Let me not see thee till they both be dead. [Exit.