Cle. A potent rival takes away all: Lysicles does woo her.
Phor. Good night. I will dispute it no more, whether thou shouldst have her or no; for I now conclude it is impossible.
Erg. I had her father's firm consent before he declared himself.
Phor. Though thou hadst hers too, be wise, and despair betimes. In this point women are commonwealths, and are obliged to their faiths no farther than the safety and honour of the state is concerned. If thou wert the first example, I would excuse thee for being the first cosened. But stay, who's here?
Enter Phillida veiled, beckons to Ergasto.
O' my conscience, an embassage from some of your kind mistresses, that would fain take their leaves, before you go to captivity.
Erg. Is't possible?
Phil. She desires you to see her, and believe that ambition cannot gain more upon her than your affection.
Erg. Take this ring, and this.