There—tell her all!
Zeo.Forgive me, mother dear,
My heart is softened. I have been unjust.
[Exeunt Altemire and Palmis.
Enter Mirza.
Mirza. Oh, Zeolide, I know what you would say.
Say on, dear Zeolide, and have no fear.
Zeo. Mirza, for three long years we two have been
As sisters are, and I would speak to you
As younger sister speaks to elder-born.