ACT II. SCENE. VII.
Enter Phillander and Alcander with Light.
Alcan.
He's gone whoe're he be.
Phi.
It could not be Alcippus.
Alcan.
I rather fear Pisaro,
—but we soon enough shall know: Who's this?
Enter Erminia in her Night-gown, and Isillia with Lights.
Er.
Methought I heard Alcippus and the Prince
Before the cry of Murther.
I die if those two Rivals have encounter'd.
Phi.
Ah Madam, cease that fear; they both are safe
From all but from the wounds which you have given them.
Er.
Oh Gods, what make you here, and where's Alcippus?
Phi.
Where I had been had Heaven been bountiful.
Er.
Alas Sir, what d'you mean? what have you done?
And where have you bestow'd him?
Phi.
Why all this high concern, Erminia?
Has he so reconcil'd you to him since I saw you last?
This is not kind to me.
Er.
Oh tell not me of kindness, where's Alcippus?