Come, lady, come. Farewell, my friend.
Aut. [Adieu, sir].
Flo. O Perdita, what have we twain forgot!
Pray you, a [word.]
Cam. [Aside] What I do next, shall be to tell the king
Of this escape and whither they are bound;
Wherein my hope is I shall so prevail
To force him after: in [whose] company
I shall review Sicilia, for whose sight
I have a woman's longing.