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VI
Callimachus
Fortunatus, Fortunatus, what is to become of me? Death itself cannot quench my love for Drusiana!
Fortunatus
Poor wretch!
Callimachus
I shall die if you do not help me.
Fortunatus
How can I help you?
Callimachus
In this. You can let me look on her, dead.
Fortunatus
Up to now the body is sound and whole, I reckon because it was not wasted with disease. As you know she was taken in a moment by a fever.
Callimachus
Oh, how happy I should be if I might see for myself.
Fortunatus
If you are willing to pay me well, you can do what you like.
Callimachus
Here, take all I have with me, and be sure that I will give you more, much more, later.
Fortunatus
Quick, then! We’ll go to the tomb.
Callimachus
You cannot go quickly enough for me.