you, boy," said he, "go fetch Pamphila, that she may amuse
us here." She exclaimed, "At a banquet! Certainly not." The Captain
still persisted to a downright quarrel. Meanwhile my mistress secretly
took off her golden {jewels},[87] and gave them to me to take away:
this is a sign, I'm sure, that she'll betake herself from there as
soon as she possibly can.

(_Goes into the house._)

SCENE II.

_Enter PHAEDRIA._

PHAED. (_to himself._) While I was going[88] into the country, I began
on the road, as it mostly happens when there is any anxiety on the
mind, to reflect with myself upon one thing after another, and upon
every thing in the worst light. What need of words? While I was musing
thus, inadvertently I passed my country-house. I had already got some
distance from it, when I perceived this; I returned again, really
feeling quite uneasy; when I came to the very turning that leads to
{the house}, I came to a stop, {and} began to reason with myself;
"What! must I stay here alone for two days without her? Well, and what
then? It's nothing at all. What? Nothing at all? Well now, if I
haven't the privilege of touching her, am I not even to have that of
seeing her? If I may not do the one, at least I may the other. Surely
to love at a distance[89] {even}, is better than nothing at all."
I purposely passed the house. But how's this, that Pythias is suddenly
hurrying out in such a fright? (_Stands apart._)

SCENE III.

_Enter PYTHIAS and DORIAS in haste from the house of THAIS._

PYTH. (_aloud._) Where, wretch that I am, shall I find this wicked and
impious fellow? Or where look for him? That he should dare to commit
so audacious a crime as this! I'm ruined outright!

PHAED. (_apart._) I dread what this may be.

PYTH. Besides, too, the villain, after he had abused the girl, rent
all the poor thing's clothes, and tore her hair as well.

PHAED. (_apart, in surprise._) Ha!

PYTH. If he were just now in my reach, how eagerly would I fly at that
villain's eyes with my nails!

PHAED. (_apart._) Really I can't imagine what disturbance has happened
to us at home in my absence. I'll accost them. (_Going up to them._)
What's the matter? Why in such haste? Or whom are you looking for,
Pythias?

PYTH. Why, Phaedria, whom should I be looking for? Away with you, as
you deserve, with such fine presents of yours.

PHAED. What is the matter?

PYTH. What, do you ask? The Eunuch you gave us, what confusion he ha