Pol. Let us conclude within.
King. Stay, and take my joy with you.
[The King speaks from above.
Euph. His majesty is coming down: let us attend.
Enter King.
King. These jars are well clos'd up; now, Philocles,
What my rash oath denied me, this bless'd hour
And happy accident has brought to pass—
The saving of thy life.
Phil. A life, my liege,
That shall be ever ready to be spent
Upon your service.
King. Thanks, good Philocles.
But where's the man whose happy presence brought
All this unlook'd-for sport? where is Eugenio?
Eug. Here, my dread liege.
King. Welcome to Syracuse,
Welcome, Eugenio; prythee, ask some boon
That may requite the good that thou hast done.
Eug. I thank your majesty; what I have done
Needs no requital; but I have a suit
Unto Lord Euphues, please it your majesty
To be to him an intercessor for me,
I make no question but I shall obtain.