Part 19 (1/2)

MYRRHINE

Rest there on the bench, While I arrange my clothes. O what a nuisance, I must find some cus.h.i.+ons first.

CINESIAS

Why some cus.h.i.+ons?

Please don't get them!

MYRRHINE

What? The plain, hard wood?

Never, by Artemis! That would be too vulgar.

CINESIAS

Open your arms!

MYRRHINE

No. Wait a second.

CINESIAS

O....

Then hurry back again.

MYRRHINE

Here the cus.h.i.+ons are.

Lie down while I--O dear! But what a shame, You need more pillows.

CINESIAS

I don't want them, dear.

MYRRHINE

But I do.

CINESIAS

Thwarted affection mine, They treat you just like Heracles at a feast With cheats of dainties, O disappointing arms!

MYRRHINE

Raise up your head.

CINESIAS