When men are over head and ears in love,
They can not tell the truth—they must deceive,
Though the deception tell against themselves!
Here Chrysal comes—(astonished) a lady on his arm!
Enter Chrysal and Azèma—he leaves Azèma abruptly on seeing Palmis.
Palmis. Why, Chrysal, who is this? Where have you been?
Chrys. (affectionately).
I have been wandering through shady groves
With that exceedingly attractive girl.
Palmis. You have been flirting, sir?