There’s more to come!
Myr. (bashfully).He loves thy sister too.
Pyg. Why this is news, Myrine—kiss me girl.
I’m more than happy at thy happiness,
There is no better fellow in the world!
Cyn. But tell us all about it, dear. How came
The awkward, bashful, burly warrior,
To nerve himself to this confession?
Leucippe appears at door.
Myr.Why—