But I'm too mean henceforward for your com-
Lean. I shall not trouble you.
Ars. We will be friends too.
Mil. Nay, lawyer, you shall not fright us
For all your devils, we will bolt.

Bar. I grant you;

[coming: The gentleman's your bail, and thank his Did he not know me too well, you should smart for't. [gentlemen,

Go all in peace; but, when ye fool next,
Come not to me to breakfast.
Die. I'll be bak'd first.
Bar. And pray ye remember, when ye're
bold and merry,

Lye. The lawyer's banquet, and the sauce he gave Jam. Come, go along; I have employment [you;

for you, Employment for your lewd brains too, to cool For all, for every one.

All. We're all your servants.

Die. All, all, for any thing! From this day forward,

[ners.

I'll hate all breakfasts, and depend on din-
Jam. I'm glad you come off fair.
Lean. The fair has blest me.

SCENE III.

[Exeunt.

Enter Henrique and Jamie.

Asc. Our stay is not long.

With him don Henrique?
Jac. Now I fear! be silent.

Hen. Why dost thou follow me?
Jam. To save your life;

A plot is laid for't. All my wrongs forgot,
I have a brother's love.

Hen. But thy false self,

I fear no enemy.

Jum. You have no friend,

But what breathes in me. If you move a step Beyond this ground you tread on, you are lost.

Hen. 'Tis by thy practice then. I am sent
hither

To meet her that prefers my life and safety
Before her own.

Jam. That you should be abus'd thus,
With weak credulity! She, for whose sake
You have forgot we had one noble father,
Or that one mother bare us; for whose love
You brake a contract to which Heav'n was
witness;

To satisfy whose pride and wilful humour You have expos'd a sweet and hopeful son To all the miseries that want can bring him, (And such a son, though you are most obdurate,

To give whom entertainment savages
Would quit their caves themselves, to keep
him from
fman,
Bleak cold and hunger!) this dissembling wo-
This idol whom you worship, all your love
And service trod under her feet, designs you
To fill a grave, or dead to lie a prey
For wolves and vultures.

Hen. 'Tis false. I defy thee,
And stand upon my guard!

Enter Leandro, Milanes, Arsenio, Bartolus, Lopez, Diego, Octavio, Jacintha, Ascanio, and Servants.

Jam. Alas, 'tis weak.

Come on! Since you will teach me to be cruel,
By having no faith in me, take
your fortune.
Bring the rest forth, and bind them fast.
Oct. My lord!

Asc. In what have we offended?
Jam. I am deaf;

And following my will, I do not stand
Accountable to reason. See her ring, [her,
The first pledge of your love and service to
Deliver'd as a warrant for your death!
These bags of gold you gave up to her trust,
The use of which you did deny yourself,
Bestow'd on me, (and with a prodigal hand)
Whom she pick'd forth to be the architect
Of her most bloody building; and to fee
These instruments, to bring materials
To raise it up, she bad me spare no cost,
And, as a surplusage, offer'd herself
To be at my devotion.

Hen. Oh, accurs'd!

Jam. But, be incredulous still; think this my plot;

Fashion excuses to youself, and swear
That she is innocent, that she dotes on you.
Believe this as a fearful dream, and that
You lie not at my mercy, which in this
I will shew only: She herself shall give
The dreadful sentence, to remove all scruple
Who 'tis that sends you to the other world.

(Enter Violante.)

Appears my Violante? Speak, my dearest, Does not the object please you?

Would have me mother bastards, being unable
To honour me with one child of mine own,
That underneath my roof kept your cast
strumpet,

And out of my revenues would maintain
Her riotous issue: now you find what 'tis
To tempt a woman! With as little feeling
As I turn off a slave, that is unfit
To do me service; or a horse, or dog,

That have out-liv'd their use; I shake thee off,
To make thy peace with Heav'n!

Hen. I do deserve this;

And never truly felt before, what sorrow
Attends on wilful dotage.

Viol. For you, mistress,

That had the pleasure of his youth before me, And triumph'd in the fruit that you had by him,

But that I think, to have the bastard strangled
Before thy face, and thou with speed to follow
The way he leads thee, is sufficient torture,
I would cut off thy nose, put out thy eyes,
And set my foot on those bewitching lips,
That had the start of mine! But, as thou art,
Go to the grave unpiticd.

Assist. Who would believe
Such rage could be in woman?
Viol. For this fellow,

He is not worth my knowledge.
Jam. Let him live then,

Since you esteem him innocent.
Viol. No, Jamie,

He shall make up the mess. Now strike together,

And let them fall so!

Assist. Unheard-of cruelty!

I can endure no longer: Seize on her!
Viol. Am I betray'd?

Is this thy faith, Jamie?

Jam. Could your desires

Challenge performance of a deed so horrid?

Or, though that you had sold yourself to Hell,

I should make up the bargain? Live, dear brother,

Live long, and happy! I forgive you freely;
To have done you this service, is to me
A fair inheritance; and howe'er harsh lan-
guage,

Call'd on by your rough usage, pass'd my lips,
In my heart I ever lov'd you. All my labours
Were but to shew, how much your love was
cozen'd,

When it beheld itself in this false glass,
That did abuse you; and I am so far
From envying young Ascanio his good fortune,
That, if your state were mine, I would adopt
hiin.

These are the murderers; my noble friends!
Which, to make trial of her bloody purpose,
I won, to come disguis'd thus.

Hen. I am too full

[do,

Of grief and shame to speak: But what I'll
Shall to the world proclaim my penitence;
And, howsoever I have liv'd, I'll die
A much-chang'd man.

Jam. Were it but possible

You could make satisfaction to this woman, Our joys were perfect.

Hen. That's my only comfort,

That it is in my pow'r: I ne'er was married
To this bad woman, though I doted on her,
But daily did defer it, still expecting
When grief would kill Jacintha.

Assist. All's come out,

[rique;

And finds a fair success. Take her, don HenAnd once again embrace your son.

Hen. Most gladly.

Assist. Your brother hath deserv'd all.
Hen. And shall share

The moiety of my state.

Assist. I have heard, advocate,

What an ill instrument you have been to him: From this time strengthen him with honest counsels,

And you'll deserve my pardon.

Bar. I'll change my copy:
But I am punish'd, for I fear I have had
A smart blow, though unseen.

Assist. Curate, and Sexton,

I have heard of you too; let me hear no more, And what's past is forgotten. For this wo

man,

Though her intent were bloody, yet our law Calls it not death; yet, that her punishment May deter others from such bad attempts, The dowry she brought with her shall be employ'd

To build a nunnery, where she shall spend The remnant of her life.

Viol. Since I have miss'd my ends,

I scorn what can fall on me.

Assist. The strict discipline

O' th' church will teach you better thought. And, signiors,

You that are batchelors, if you ever marry, In Bartolus you may behold the issue