_Mel._ Madam, the princess! let me die, but this is a most horrid spectacle, to see a person, who makes so grand a figure in the court, without the _suite_ of a princess, and entertaining your _chagrin_ all alone:--_Naivete_ should have been there, but the disobedient word would not come in. [_Aside._ _Palm._ What is she, Artemis? _Art._ An impertinent lady, madam; very ambitious of being known to your highness. _Pala._ [_To_ MELANTHA.] Let me die, madam, if I have not waited you here these two long hours, without so much as the _suite_ of a single servant to attend me; entertaining myself with my own _chagrin_ till I had the honour of seeing your ladyship, who are a person that makes so considerable a figure in the court. _Mel._ Truce with your _douceurs_, good servant; you see I am addressing to the princess; pray do not _embarrass_ me--_Embarrass_ me! what a delicious French word do you make me lose upon you too! [_To the Princess._] Your highness, madam, will please to pardon the _beveue_ which I made, in not sooner finding you out to be a princess: But let me die if this _eclaircissement_, which is made this day of your quality, does not ravish me; and give me leave to tell you-- _Pala._ But first give me leave to tell you, madam, that I have so great a _tendre_ for your person, and such a _penchant_ to do you service, that-- _Mel._ What, must I still be troubled with your _sottises_? (There's another word lost, that I meant for the princess, with a mischief to you!) But your highness, madam-- _Pala._ But your ladyship, madam-- _Enter_ LEONIDAS, _guarded and led over the stage._ _Mel._ Out upon him, how he looks, madam! now he's found no prince, he is the strangest figure of a man; how could I make that _coup d'etourdi_ to think him one? _Palm._ Away, impertinent!--my dear Leonidas! _Leon._ My dear Palmyra! _Palm._ Death shall never part us; my destiny is yours. [_He is led off, she follows._ _Mel._ Impertinent! Oh I am the most unfortunate person this day breathing: That the princess should thus _rompre en visiere_, without occasion. Let me die, but I'll follow her to death, till I make my peace. _Pala._ [_Holding her._] And let me die, but I'll follow you to the infernals, till you pity me. _Mel._ [_Turning towards him angrily._] Ay, 'tis long of you that this _malheur_ is fallen upon me; your impertinence has put me out of the good graces of the princess, and all that, which has ruined me, and all that, and, therefore, let me die, but I'll be revenged, and all that. Pala. _Facon, facon,_ you must and shall love me, and all that; for my old man is coming up, and all that; and I am _desespere au dernier_, and will not be disinherited, and all that. _Mel._ How durst you interrupt me so _mal apropos_, when you knew I was addressing to the princess? _Pala._ But why would you address yourself so much _a contretemps_ then?