Part 17 (1/2)

_Ger._ Making what haste I can to meet _Eugenia_.

_Serv._ O me! Unfortunate!

_Ger._ Bewail me not; Death is a pleasure to me, Since I can see _Francisco_ lye there by me; But ask him e're I dye, What made him kill _Eugenia_?

_Fran._ What, is _Eugenia_ Dead?

_Ger._ Why seems it strange to thee, who basely hast First Rob'd her of her Honour, then of Life.

_Fran._ _Gerardo_, it was cruelty to kill her, being as Yet she had not done thee wrong, and dying, I rejoyce I have Reveng'd her.

_Ger._ _Francisco_, sure thy Crimes have made thee Devil, Or thou would'st ne're transfer thy Treachery By murd'ring her, and place it thus on me.

_Fran._ May I reach Heav'n as I'm Innocent Of any Death but yours: Which if a guilt Forgive me Heav'n and you as-- [Dyes.

_Serv._ He's dead, my Lord.

_Ger._ With such a Lye in's mouth; O Heavenly Angels lead me not his way, For he must alwayes walk i'th' paths of falshood; Remove me nearer to _Eugenia's_ Body; My Spirits faint apace, and I must follow: One word, and then farewell; I have no time for to Reward thy care: Here, take this Ring, and give it to my Brother, He left it with me when he went to Travel; Tell him I still preserv'd it for his sake, A faithful pledge of our United Friends.h.i.+p.

Bid him, that by this Token he believes Three words I left within my Cabinet Concerning thee this Evening: He will do it, And use thee as a Friend, as I have done.

_Serv._ I'le bear the Ring, but not the Message, Sir; I ne're will seek for Friends when you are gone.

_Ger._ I do conjure thee do it: Tell our story too As true as is thy self: But have a care, Wound not _Eugenia_'s Fame more then must needs.

_Francisco_'s and _Eugenia's_ dying words Will make it strangely dark, as 'tis to me, But I must leave it so!

Give me thy hand, commend me to _Antonio_; Alas! I had forgot him, pray Heav'n his story Produce no further mischief; tell _Caelia_ nothing Befor't be day: Bus'ness comes thronging on me, But I faint--make but one Grave, and lay us In it thus--Farewell.

[Dyes.

_Serv._ Now dyes the justest Man the Earth contains, And I would do so too, but that I know Self-murderers ne're must keep him Company; I'le set the Bodies up against the Wall, And call the Watch; what if they say I'm guilty, And make my Life to answer all these Deaths: Why, let e'm do't, for Death would now be well Since to survive his loss to me's a h.e.l.l.

[Exit.

_Enter _Antonio_ and _Jasper_._

_Jasp._ Come, come, my Lord, the coast is quiet now.

_Anto._ I hope that Pistol sav'd our swords a labour.

_Jasp._ I'm sure they could not leave the Garden yet, But we must needs have seen e'm.

_Anto._ Nay, I'm sure they did not pa.s.s the Garden door, For if they had, we should have stopt their Journey.

_Jasp._ I think I heard a talking up this way, After the Pistol made us leave our Post.

_Anto._ Though I did leave the Door, yet still my Eye Was bent that way, and I saw none to pa.s.s.

But stay, where's _Caelia's_ Body?

_Jasp._ See, my Lord, There is a Man doth hold her in his Arms.

_Anto._ It is _Francisco_ sure! Have at his heart.

[Runs at _Gerardo_.

How's this, not stir! Nay, then he's dead Already--the Moon deceives me, or it is _Gerardo_.

Oh Heav'n's! It is my Friend, dead, dead, and stiff, And my accursed hand hath Wounded him.