The venom of the insult! Come! On guard! (They fight.)
Gélan. (aside). These donkeys must not fight!
(Aloud) Come—let me try
To reconcile you.
Chrys.Reconcile us? No!
But you can interfere to stop the fight! (They desist.)
Zor. (looking reproachfully at Gélanor).
I little thought when I called Chrysal on,
That such a venerable gentleman
Would suffer two impetuous headstrong youths