“Dost thou recall the day we met her with Gyges in the summer garden near the Temple of Bacchus?”
“Ay; ’twas on that day she was arrested. She appeared sad; dost thou remember?”
“I have forgotten.”
“She was the prettiest dancer in the Theatre.”
“Except thee.”
“She was all grace and refinement.”
“Too pure, Merope.”
“She was betrothed to Gyges.”
“Ay; he disappeared at the same time. Was he arrested?”
“I know not. He drives no more at the Circus.”