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106 strange to me, Lydia, that the wife of—an Athenian patriot

Phocion How loud your voices grow. Lydia, Lit- tle Child, you had best leave us now, for Lysander and I have grave business to transact together—-and we expect others too. [There is a low knocking at the door.

Lydia Lysander chides me that I accept kind- ness from the queen of Athens’ conqueror.

Phocion

I see no harm in that, and possibly much good. Your love will ever guide you. Fare- well, now, for a little while. And happiness go with you!

Lydia

Tleaye you. It is your friends who come to you at twilight now so often. The Fates protect you, my Phocion! (Whispers to Lysanper as she goes.) Oh, save him,