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Fred. I met her in all her doubts last night, and to
my guard (Her fears being strong upon her) she gave her person; I waited ou her to our lodging; where all respect, Civil and honest service, now attend her.
Petr. You may believe now.
Duke. Yes, I do, and strongly:
you have both preserv'd me; when these virtues Die in your friend's remembrance
John. Good your grace,
Petr. He has hit it.
Enter Francisco and a Man. Fran. This is the maddest mischief-never fool was so fobb’d off as I am, made ridiculous, and to myself, mine own ass ; trust a woman! I'll trust the devil first, for he dares be better than his word sometimes : Pray tell me, in what observance have I ever fail'd her?
Man. Nay you can tell that best yourself.
Enter Don Frederick and Don John.
Fran. Where didst thou meet Constantia, and this woman?
Fred. Constantia ! What are these fellows? Stay by all means.
[They listen. Man. Why, sir, I met her in the great street that comes from the market-place, just at the turning by a goldsmith's shop.
Fred. Stand still, John.
Fran. Well, Constantia has spun herself a fine thread, now : what will her best friend think of this?
Fred. John, I smell some juggling, John.
Fran. But what should the reason be, dost think, of this so sudden change in her?
Fred. 'Tis she.
Man. Why, truly I suspect she has been entic'd to it by a stranger. John. Did
you mark that, Frederick ?
Man. I heard her grave conductress twattle sontething as they went along, that makes me guess it.
John. 'Tis she, Frederick.
Fran. I do not doubt to bolt them out, for they must certainly be about the town. Ha! no more words. Come let's begone. [FRANCESCO and Man, seeing Don Jonn and
FREDERICK, they retire.
John. Ten to one, sir,
have. Fred. Is this fair ?
John. Was it in you a friend's part to deal double?
Fred. And, Don John,
appear I am no fool : disgrace me.
John. 'Tis false; I privy to this dog, trick! Clear yourself, for I know where the wind sits ; Or, as I have a life
[Trampling within. Frea. No more, they are coming; show no discontent, let's quietly away. If she be at home, our jealousies are over; if not, you and I must have a farther parley, John.
John. Yes, Don Frederick, you may be sure we shall
Enter Duke and PetrucH10.
John. Sir, I should be as glad of a mistress as an
Fred. Yes, o'my conscience wouldst thou, and of
Enter ANTONIO and his Man.
Ant. And the mother in the plot?
Ant. And the devil and all; and all his imps go with them. Belike they thought I was no more of this world, and those trifles would but disturb my conscience.
Man. Sure they thought, sir, you would not live to disturb them.
Ant. Well, my sweet mistress, I'll try how handsomely your ladyship can caper in the air, there's your master-piece. No imaginations where they should be!
Man. None, sir; yet we have searched all places we suspected; I believe they have taken towards the port.
Ant. Give me then a water-conjuror, one that can raise water-devils ! I'll port them-play at duck and drake with my money! Get me a conjuror, I say;
inquire out a man that let's out devils.
Man. I don't know where.
Ant. In every street, Tom Fool; any blear-ey'd people with red heads and flat noses can perform it. Thou shalt know them by their half gowns, and no breeches. Find me out a conjuror, I say, and learn his price, how he will let his devils out by the day. I'll have them again, if they be above ground.
Street before Don Frederick's Lodging.
Enter Duke, Petruchio, Don FREDERICK, and
Don John. Petr. Your grace is welcome now to Naples ; so you are all, gentlemen.
John. Don Frederick, will you step in, and give the lady notice who comes to visit her?
Petr. Bid her make haste; we come to see no stranger-a night gown will serve turn.
Fred. I'll tell her what you say, sir. [Exit.
Petr. Now will the sport be, to observe her alterations, how betwixt fear and joy she will behave here self.
Duke. Dear brother, I must entreat you
Petr, I conceive your mind, sir-I will not chide her, but like a summer's evening against heat
Enter FREDERICK and PETER.
John. How now?
Fred. Not to abuse your patience longer, nor hold you off with tedious circumstances; for you must know
John. What I knew before.
sir? Fred. Gone; by Heaven removed. The woman of the house too,
Petr. What, that reverend old woman, that tired me with compliments ?
Fred. The very same.
Peter. A little after my master was departed, sir, with this gentleman, my fellow and myself being sent, on business, as we must think on purpose
John. Yes, yes, on purpose..
Petr. Hang these circumstances, they always serve to usher in ill ends.