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.
PANDARUS.
Who’s there? My lord Aeneas? By my troth,
I knew you not. What news with you so early?
AENEAS.
Is not Prince Troilus here?
PANDARUS.
Here! What should he do here?