SCENA III.

_Enter_ Jamy, Milanes, Arsenio.

_Jam_.

_Angelo, Milanes_, did you see this wonder?

_Mil_.

Yes, yes.

_Jam_.

And you _Arsenio_?

_Ars_.

Yes he's gone, Sir,

Strangely disguis'd, he's set upon his voyage.

Love guide his thoughts: he's a brave honest fellow.

Sit close Don Lawyer, O that arrant knave now,

How he will stink, will smoak again, will burst!

He's the most arrant Beast.

_Mil_.

He may be more beast.

_Jam_.

Let him bear six, and six, that all may blaze him,

The villany he has sowed into my Brother,

And from his State, the Revenue he has reach'd at:

Pay him, my good _Leandro_, take my prayers.

_Ars_.

And all our wishes plough with his fine white heifer.

_Jam_.

Mark him (my dear friend) for a famous Cuckold,

Let it out-live his Books, his pains, and hear me,

The more he seeks to smother it with Justice,

_Enter a_ Servant.

Let it blaze out the more: what news _Andrea_?

_Andr_.

News I am loth to tell ye: but I am charg'd, sir,

Your Brother layes a strict command upon ye,

No more to know his house, upon your danger,

I am sorry, Sir.

_Jam_.

Faith never be: I am glad on't,

He keeps the house of pride, and foolery:

I mean to shun it: so return my Answer,

'Twill shortly spew him out; Come, let's be merry,

And lay our heads together, carefully

How we may help our friend; and let's lodge near him,

Be still at hand: I would not for my patrimony,

But he should crown his Lawyer, a learned Monster;

Come, let's away, I am stark mad till I see him.

[_Exeunt_.

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