In setting free these captives! Come, Vavir,
And we will warn our sisters.
Vav.Fare thee well,
Beloved dial: I go to dream of thee,
Dream thou of me! God send thee Sun. Good night!
[Exeunt Vavir and Melusine.
Flor. Two maids, at once bewitching—and bewitched!
One loves a mirror—well, that’s not so strange,
Though she’ll grow angry with it ten years hence!
The other loves a dial—a cold stern fact