Volume Iv Part 58 (2/2)

And, Lord, I understand you not.

Well, _Philibert_, here's earnest to bind the Bargain; I am now in haste; when I see thee next, I'll tell thee more. [_Lorenzo_ whispers to _Laura_.

_Clo._ This 'tis to be a Favourite now; I warrant you I must do him some good office to the Prince, Which I'll be sure to do.

_Lor._ Nay, it must be done, for she has us'd me basely; Oh, 'tis a Baggage.

_Lau._ Let me alone to revenge you on _Isabella_, Get me but from this Imprisonment.

_Lor._ I will: whilst I hold the old Man in a dispute, Do you two get away; but be sure thou pay'st her home.

_Lau._ I warrant you, Sir, this was happy; Now shall I see _Curtius_.

_Lor._ _Philibert_, I advise you to have a care of Wenching: 'twill spoil a good Face, And mar your better market of the two. [Ex. _Lor._

_Lau._ Come, let us haste, and by the way, I'll tell thee Of a means that may make us all happy.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II. A Grove.

Enter _Alberto_ melancholy.

_Alb._ _Antonio_ said he would be here, I'm impatient till he come--

Enter _Antonio_.

_Ant._ _Alberto_, I have such a Project for thee!

_Alb._ Hah-- [Gazes.

_Ant._ What ails thee, art thou well?

_Alb._ No.

_Ant._ Where art thou sick?

_Alb._ At Heart, _Antonio_, poison'd by thy Jealousy; --Oh, thou hast ruin'd me, undone my Quiet, And from a Man of reasonable Virtue, Hast brought me to a wild distracted Lover.

_Ant._ Explain your self.

_Alb._ Thou'st taught me, Friend, to love _Clarina_; Not, as I promis'd thee, to feign, but so, That I, unless I do possess that Object, I think must die; at best be miserable.

_Ant._ How, Sir, have I done this?

_Alb._ Yes, Antonio, thou hast done this.

_Ant._ My dear _Alberto_, said you that you lov'd her?

_Alb._ Yes, _Antonio_, against my will I do; As much against my will, as when I told her so; Urg'd by thy needless Stratagem.

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