Gal.A dream! no doubt!
We both are dreaming, and we dream the same!
But by what sign, Myrine, can we tell
Whether we dream or wake?
Myr.There are some things
Too terrible for truth, and this is one.
Enter Pygmalion, with Fawn.
Pyg. Why, what’s the matter with Leucippe, girl?
I saw him leave the house and mount his horse
With every show of anger.