Duk. Do you perswade your selfe that I respect you?
Mar. Good Frier, I know you do, and haue found it
Duke. Take then this your companion by the hand
Who hath a storie readie for your eare:
I shall attend your leisure, but make haste
The vaporous night approaches
Mar. Wilt please you walke aside.
Enter.
Duke. Oh Place, and greatnes: millions of false eies
Are stucke vpon thee: volumes of report
Run with these false, and most contrarious Quest
Vpon thy doings: thousand escapes of wit
Make thee the father of their idle dreame,
And racke thee in their fancies. Welcome, how agreed?
Enter Mariana and Isabella.
Isab. Shee'll take the enterprize vpon her father,
If you aduise it
Duke. It is not my consent,
But my entreaty too
Isa. Little haue you to say
When you depart from him, but soft and low,
Remember now my brother