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[Textpart 9]
But, prithee, Sceledrus,
PALAESTRIO
how very like the dream she dreamt to what has happened; and how you really did believe that you had seen her kissing.
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SCELEDRUS
And do you suppose that I didn’t see her?
PALAESTRIO
I’ faith, I verily believe you’ll come to your senses when ’tis too late. If this matter should only reach our master, you certainly are undone.
SCELEDRUS
Now, at length, I find out that there was a mist placed before my eyes.
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PALAESTRIO
I’ faith, that really has been plain for some time now; as she was here in-doors all the while.
SCELEDRUS
Not a word of certainty have I to utter; I did not see her, although I did see her.
PALAESTRIO
By my troth, through this folly of yours you certainly have nearly ruined us; while you have wished to prove yourself faithful to your master, you have been almost undone.
But the door of our next neighbour makes a noise; I’ll be silent.
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[Textpart 10]
Put fire on the altar, that in my joy I may return praises and thanks to Diana of Ephesus, and that I may send up for her a grateful smoke with odours of Arabia: she who has preserved me in the realms of Neptune and amid the boisterous templesBoisterous temples: In the language of the Poets, Neptune and the inferior Sea Divinities are supposed to have their temples and abodes in the sea and rivers., where with raging billows I have been so recently dismayed.
SCELEDRUS
Palaestrio! O Palaestrio!
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PALAESTRIO
Sceledrus! O Sceledrus! What is it you want?
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SCELEDRUS
This lady that has come out of that house just now—is she Philocomasium, our master’s lady, or is she not?
PALAESTRIO
I’ faith, I think, it seems to be she. But ’tis a wondrous thing how she could pass from our house to next door; if, indeed, it is she.
SCELEDRUS
And have you any doubt that this is she?
PALAESTRIO
It seems to be she.
SCELEDRUS
Let us approach her, and accost her. Hallo! how’s this, Philocomasium? What is there owing to you in that house? What is your business there? Why are you silent now? I am speaking to you.
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PALAESTRIO
No, faith, you are talking to yourself; for nothing at all does she answer.
SCELEDRUS
I am addressing you, woman, brimful of viciousness and disgrace, who are roaming about among your neighbours.
PHILOCOMASIUM
To whom are you talking?
