Seneca.

My loving service, lady.

Ner. Crossed you the bay from Bauli?

Agr. Nay, you’ll laugh; ’Twas foolish; but I wished the folk to see My joy and reconcilement, and in the thought To please so many friends I kept my litter.

Ner. You’ll all sup with us?

Agr. I look for nothing better.

Ner. Whom will you bring?

Agr. I have no one with me here But Polla Acerronia.

Ner. And where is she?

Agr. She took the yacht, and so arrived before us, But has not left it: like the child she is, The new toy quite distracts her: she is there.

Ner. Row you this afternoon upon the bay?

Agr. I had thought of it; and now, if you would come That were a double pleasure.

Ner. I am sorry, I must go Order to-morrow’s games.

Agr. Your lords mayhap Will join me. I can take them to your villa.

Sen. I’ll gladly come: the dust the crowd treads up Has filled my throat and set me coughing shrewdly.

Ner. Nay, I shall want you both.

Agr. Some other time I hope, my lords.