swer. (_Shuts down the window._)

_Manent THRASO and GNATHO, etc._

THRA. What shall we do now?

GNAT. Why--e'en go back again!--This harlot here
Will soon be with you to request forgiveness.

THRA. D'ye think so?

GNAT. Aye, most certainly. I know
The ways of women.--When you will, they won't;
And when you won't, they're dying for you.

THRA. True.

GNAT. Shall I disband the army?

THRA. When you will.

GNAT. Sanga, as well becomes a brave militia,
Take to your houses and firesides again.

SAN. My mind was like a sop i' th' pan, long since.

GNAT. Good fellow!

SAN. To the right about there! march!
(_Exit, with GNATHO and THRASO at the head of the troops._

[Changes:

_Harper_
THRA. Is that a question, when you durst
To bring a rival to my face?
THAIS. And what
Business have you with him?
THRA. ----And then stole off
In company with him?
THAIS. It was my pleasure.
THRA. Therefore, restore my Pamphila ...
_Colman 1768_
THRA. Is that a question, when you brought
Your lover to affront me to my face?--
THAIS. What business have you with him?
THRA. ----And stole off
In company with him?
THAIS. It was my pleasure.
THRA. Therefore, restore me Pamphila ...]

ACT THE FIFTH.

SCENE I.

_THAIS and PYTHIAS._

THAIS. Still, still, you, baggage, will you shuffle with me?
--"I know--I don't know--he's gone off--I've heard----
I was not present"--Be it what it may,
Can't you inform me openly?--The Virgin,
Her clothes all torn, in sullen silence weeps.
The Eunuch's fled.--What means all this? and what
Has happen'd?--Won't you answer me?

PYTH. Alas!
What can I answer you?--He was, they say,
No Eunuch.

THAIS. What then?

PYTH. Chaerea.

THAIS. Chaerea!
What Chaerea?

PYTH. Phaedria's younger brother.

THAIS. How!
What's that, hag?

PYTH. I've discover'd it: I'm sure on't.

THAIS. Why, what had he to do with us? or why
Was he brought hither?

PYTH. That I can not tell;
Unless, as I suppose, for love of Pamphila.

THAIS. Alas! I am undone; undone, indeed,
If that, which you have told me now, be true.
Is't that the girl bemoans thus?

PYTH. I believe so.

THAIS. How, careless wretch! was that the charge I gave you
At my departure?

PYTH. What could I do? She
Was trusted, as you bade, to him alone.

THAIS. Oh, jade, you set the wolf to keep the sheep
--I'm quite asham'd to 've been so poorly bubbled.