DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.
To Adriana, that is where we din’d,
Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband.
She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.
Thither I must, although against my will,
For servants must their masters’ minds fulfil.
[Exit.]
SCENE II. The same
Enter Adriana and Luciana.
ADRIANA.
Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so?
Might’st thou perceive austerely in his eye
That he did plead in earnest, yea or no?
Look’d he or red or pale, or sad or merrily?
What observation mad’st thou in this case
Of his heart’s meteors tilting in his face?
LUCIANA.
First he denied you had in him no right.
ADRIANA.
He meant he did me none; the more my spite.
LUCIANA.
Then swore he that he was a stranger here.
ADRIANA.
And true he swore, though yet forsworn he were.
LUCIANA.
Then pleaded I for you.