ITHA. As I behave myself in this, employ me hereafter. BAR. Away then. [Exit. So, now will I go into Lodowick, And, like a cunning spirit, feign some lie, Till I have set them both at enmity. [Exit. ACT THE THIRD. SCENE I. Enter a COURTEZAN. COURT. Since this town was besieg'd, my gain grows cold: The time has been, that but for one bare night And here he comes. Enter PILIA-BORZA. PILIA. Hold thee, wench, there's something for thee to spend. COURT. 'Tis silver, I disdain it. PILIA. Aye, but the Jew has gold, And I will have it, or it shall go hard. COURT. Tell me, how cam'st thou by this? PILIA. 'Faith, walking the back lanes, through the gardens, I chanc'd to cast mine eye up to the Jew's counting-house where I saw some bags of money, and in the night I clamber'd up with my hooks, and as I was taking my choice, I heard a rumbling in the house; so I took only this, and run my way but here's the Jew's man. PILIA. Look not towards him, let's Zoon's, what a looking thou keep'st, Thou❜lt betray us anon. away: [Exeunt Courtezan and Pilia-borza. ITHA. O the sweetest face that ever I beheld! I know she is A courtezan by her attire: now would I give a hundred Of the Jew's crowns that I had such a concubine. SCENE II. Enter MATHIAS. MATH. This is the place, now Abigail shall see Whether Mathias holds her dear or no. Enter LODOWICK, reading. LOD. 'I did it, and revenge it if thou dar'st.' What, dares the villain to write in such base terms? Enter BARABAS, above. [They fight. BAR. Oh, bravely fought, and yet they thrust not home. Now Lodowick, now Mathias, so; So now they have shew'd themselves to be tall fellows. WITHIN. Part 'em, part 'em. BAR. Aye, part 'em now they are dead: Farewell, farewell. [Exit. Enter GOVERNOR and MATHIAS'S MOTHER. MOTHER. Who is this? my son Mathias slain! Wretched Ferneze might have veng'd thy death. MOTHER. Thy son slew mine, and I'll revenge his death. Gov. Look, Katherine, look, thy son gave mine these wounds. MOTHER. O leave to grieve me, I am griev'd enough. Gov. Oh, that my sighs could turn to lively breath; And these my tears to blood, that he might live. She'll die with grief. [Exit. ABIG. I cannot take my leave of him for tears : Father, why have you thus incens’d them both? BAR. What's that to thee? BAR. You'll make 'em friends! ABIG. I will have Don Mathias, he is my love. this? Bar. True ; and it shall be cunningly perform’d. Itha. Oh, master, that I might have a hand in this. Bar. Aye, so thou shalt, 'tis thou must do the deed : Take this, and bear it to Mathias straight, And tell him that it comes from Lodowick. ITHA. "Tis poison'd, is it not? BAR. No, no, and yet it might be done that way : It is a challenge feign'd from Lodowick. ITHA. Fear not, I'll so set his heart a fire, that he Shall verily think it comes from him. Bar. I cannot choose but like thy readiness : Yet be not rash, but do it cunningly. ITHA. As I behave myself in this, employ me hereafter. BAR. Away then. [Erit. So, now will I go into Lodowick, And, like a cunning spirit, feign some lie, Till I have set them both at enmity. [Exit. ACT THE THIRD. SCENE I. Enter a COURTEZAN. grows cold : The time has been, that but for one bare night very my house; And here he comes. Enter PILIA-BORZA. thee to spend. |