⁠Orsabrin. Ha!
Light and the fresh air again! The place I know too;
The very same I fought the duel in.
The devil was in the right:
This was a mere apparition; but 'twas⁠5
A handsome one; it left impressions here,
Such as the fairest substance I shall e'er
Behold will scarce deface. Well, I must resolve;
But what, or where? Ay, that's the question.
The town's unsafe, there's no returning thither:⁠10
And then the port———[Some Clowns pass over hastily
Ha! what means the busy haste of these?
[Calls to one] Honest friend! dost hear? No. What's the matter, pray?

⁠Clown. Gentlemen, gentlemen!

⁠Orsabrin. That's good satisfaction, indeed!⁠15
[To another] Prithee,
Good fellow, tell me: what causes all this hurry?

⁠Clown. One Samorat is led to prison, sir,
And another gentleman about Lord Torcular.

⁠Orsabrin. Ha! Samorat!⁠20
There is no mean nor end of Fortune's malice!
O, 'tis insufferable: I'm made a boy
Whipt on another's back. Cruel! I'll not
Endure 't, by Heaven! He shall die for me:
I will not hold a wretched life upon⁠25
Such wretched terms.

⁠Tamoren. Fly, fly, abroad! Search every place,
And bring him back! Thou hast undone us all
With thy neglect; destroy'd the hopes we had
To be ourselves again. I shall run mad⁠30
With anger! Fly, begone![Exeunt all but Tamoren

My Reginella, what brings you abroad?

⁠Reginella. Dear governor! I have a suit to you.

⁠Tamoren. To me, my pretty sweetness? what?