Have so entangled and perplex’d myself,
That I can neither keep nor let her go.
—What now? isn’t that our Geta, whom I see
Running this way?—’Tis he himself— Ah me,
How do I fear what news he brings!
[ SCENE IV.]
Enter at a distance Geta, running.
Geta. Confusion!
A quick thought, Geta, or you’re quite undone,
So many evils take you unprepar’d;