What, art thou come? On, gentlemen; away! Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. Exit with Jessica and Salarino .

Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all the rest? ’Tis nine o’clock: our friends all stay for you. No masque to-night: the wind is come about; Bassanio presently will go aboard: I have sent twenty out to seek for you.

I am glad on’t: I desire no more delight Than to be under sail and gone to-night. Exeunt.