[One knocks.]
Who’s that at door? Good uncle, go and see.
My lord, come you again into my chamber.
You smile and mock me, as if I meant naughtily.
TROILUS.
Ha! ha!
CRESSIDA.
Come, you are deceiv’d, I think of no such thing.
[Knock.]
How earnestly they knock! Pray you come in:
I would not for half Troy have you seen here.
[Exeunt Troilus and Cressida.]
PANDARUS.
Who’s there? What’s the matter? Will you beat down the door? How now? What’s the matter?
Enter Aeneas.
AENEAS.
Good morrow, lord, good morrow.