_ There is a cause that prompts my earnestness. {1180}
_Adm._ Thou hast prevailed, but much against my will.
_Herc._ The time will come when thou wilt thank me for it.
_Adm._ Well, if I must receive her, lead her in.
_Herc._ Charge servants with her! No, that must not be.
_Adm._ Lead her thyself, then, if thy will incline thee.
_Herc._ No, to thy hand alone will I commit her.
_Adm._ I touch her not; but she hath leave to enter.
_Herc._ I shall entrust her only to thy hand.
_Adm._ Thou dost constrain me, king, against my will.
_Herc._ Venture to stretch thy hand, and touch the stranger's. {1190}
_Adm._ I touch her, as I would the headless Gorgon.
_Herc._ Hast thou her hand?
_Adm._ I have.
_Herc._ (_lifting the veil_) Then hold her safe.
Hereafter thou wilt say the son of Jove
Hath been a generous guest; view now her face,
See if she bears resemblance to thy wife,
And thus made happy bid farewell to grief.
_Adm._ O, Gods, what shall I say? 'Tis marvelous,
Exceeding hope.
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