CH. Go in and question Lichas, who perchance
Will tell the truth if you but tax him home.
DÊ. I will; you counsel reasonably.
MESS. And I,
Shall I bide here till thou com’st forth? Or how?
DÊ. Remain. For see, without my sending for him,
He issueth from the palace of himself.
Enter LICHAS.
LICH. What message must I carry to my lord?
Tell me, my Queen. I am going, as thou seest.
DÊ. So slow in coming, and so quickly flown,
Ere one have time to talk with thee anew!
LICH. What wouldst thou ask me? I am bent to hear.
DÊ. And art thou bent on truth in the reply?
LICH. By Heaven! in all that I have knowledge of.