; and
come to my servant like a riddle,--Read me, and take me.

_Pala._ I could know her in any shape: My good genius would prompt me
to find out a handsome woman: There's something that would attract me
to her without my knowledge.

_Dor._ Then you make a load-stone of your mistress?

_Pala._ Yes, and I carry steel about me, which has been so often
touched, that it never fails to point to the north pole.

_Dor._ Yet still my mind gives me, that you have met her disguised
to-night, and have not known her.

_Pala._ This is the most pragmatical conceited little fellow, he will
needs understand my business better than myself. I tell thee, once
more, thou dost not know my mistress.

_Dor._ And I tell you once more, that I know her better than you do.

_Pala._ The boy's resolved to have the last word. I find I must go
without reply. [_Exit._

_Dor._ Ah mischief, I have lost him with my fooling. Palamede,
Palamede!

_He returns. She plucks off her peruke, and puts it on again when he
knows her._

_Pala._ O heavens! is it you, madam?

_Dor._ Now, where was your good genius, that would prompt you to find
me out?

_Pala._ Why, you see I was not deceived; you yourself were my good
genius.

_Dor._ But where was the steel, that knew the load-stone? Ha?

_Pala._ The truth is, madam, the steel has lost its virtue: and,
therefore, if you please, we'll new touch it.

_Enter_ RHODOPHIL; _and_ MELANTHA _in Boys habit._ RHODOPHIL _sees_
PALAMEDE _kissing_ DORALICE'S _hand._

_Rho._ Palamede again! am I fallen into your quarters? What? Engaging
with a boy? Is all honourable?

_Pala._ O, very honourable on my side. I was just chastising this
young villain; he was running away, without paying his share of the
reckoning.

_Rho._ Then I find I was deceived in him.

_Pala._ Yes, you are deceived in him: 'tis the archest rogue, if you
did but know him.

_Mel._ Good Rhodophil, let us get off _a-la derobbee_, for fear I
should be discovered.

_Rho._ There's no retiring now; I warrant you for discovery. Now have
I the oddest thought, to entertain you before your servant's face, and
he never the wiser; it will be the prettiest juggling trick, to cheat
him when he looks upon us.

_Mel._ This is the strangest caprice in you.

_Pala._ [_to_ DORALICE.] This Rhodophil's the unluckiest fellow to me!
this is now the second time he has barred the dice when we were just
r