FIDELIA.
The longer that I stay with you, the greater is my grief.
BOMELIO.
The longer that you stay with me, the sooner is relief.
FIDELIA.
I am provided other ways; good father, let me go.
BOMELIO.
To him that off'reth thee no wrong, be not uncourteous so.
FIDELIA.
Perhaps another time I'll come, and visit thee.
BOMELIO.
Both then and now, if so you please, you shall right welcome be.
[Enter ARMENIO.
ARMENIO.
Shall she be welcome unto thee, old wretch, indeed?
I'll welcome both of you: come, maid, away with speed.
FIDELIA.
O brother!
ARMENIO.
Brother! Peace!