CALL. It has just come into my head: why, of course I'm going home for a booze.
DEL. Why yes, really now I do remember that.
PHILO. Won't you let me go to find them, my life? Of all persons I wish well to him especially. I'll return just now. (Goes forward towards the door.)
PHILE. That "just now" is a long time to me.
CALL. (going to the door and knocking). Is there any person here?
PHILO. 'Tis he.
CALL. (turning round). Bravo! Philolaches, good day to you, most friendly to me of all men.
PHILO. May the Gods bless you. (Pointing to a couch.) Take your place, Callidamates. (He takes his place.) Whence are you betaking yourself?
CALL. Whence a drunken man does.
PHILO. Well said. But, my Delphium, do take your place, there's a dear. (She takes her place on a couch.)