[244] And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
[245] So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia’s flight:
Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
[248] Pursue her; and for this intelligence
[249] If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:
250 But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again. [Exit.