Altem. (annoyed).You can stay!
[Exit Queen Altemire into house, glancing angrily at Mirza; Zeolide notices this with some surprise.
Zeo. Why, Mirza, how my mother frowns at you!
How have you angered her?
Mirza.I love you well;
And when I told her of my sister-love,
In words more passionate than politic,
The Queen rebuked me sternly.
Zeo.Oh, for shame!
Mirza. She is your mother, and she claims your love,