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g her to you. _Mel._ You'll pardon the effects of a passion which I may now avow for you, if it transported me beyond the rules of _bienseance._ _Pala._ But, who told you I was here? they, that told you that, may tell you more, for aught I know. _Rho._ O, for that matter, we had intelligence. _Pala._ But let me tell you, we came hither so very privately, that you could not trace us. _Rho._ Us! what us? you are alone. _Pala._ Us! the devil's in me for mistaking:--me, I meant. Or us, that is, you are me, or I you, as we are friends: That's us. _Dor._ Palamede, Palamede! [_Within._ _Rho._ I should know that voice; who's within there, that calls you? _Pala._ Faith, I can't imagine; I believe the place is haunted. _Dor._ Palamede, Palamede, all-cocks hidden. [_Within._ _Pala._ Lord, Lord, what shall I do?--Well, dear friend, to let you see I scorn to be jealous, and that I dare trust my mistress with you, take her back, for I would not willingly have her frighted, and I am resolved to see who's there; I'll not be daunted with a bugbear, that's certain:--Prithee, dispute it not, it shall be so; nay do not put me to swear, but go quickly: There's an effort of pure friendship for you now. _Enter_ DORALICE, _and looks amazed, seeing them._ _Rho._ Doralice! I am thunder-struck to see you here. _Pala._ So am I! quite thunder-struck. Was it you, that called me within?--I must be impudent. _Rho._ How came you hither, spouse? _Pala._ Ay, how came you hither? And, which is more, how could you be here without my knowledge? _Dor._ [_To her husband._] O, gentlemen, have I caught you i'faith! have I broke forth in ambush upon you! I thought my suspicions would prove true. _Rho._ Suspicions! this is very fine, spouse! Prithee, what suspicions? _Dor._ O, you feign ignorance: Why, of you and Melantha; here have I staid these two hours, waiting with all the rage of a passionate, loving wife, but infinitely jealous, to take you two in the manner; for hither I was certain you would come. _Rho._ But you are mistaken, spouse, in the occasion; for we came hither on purpose to find Palamede, on intelligence he was gone before. _Pala._ I'll be hanged then, if the same party, who gave you intelligence I was here, did not tell your wife you would come hither. Now I smell the malice on't on both sides. _Dor._ Was it so, think you? nay, then, I'll confes
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