Resides; and he again shall try to expiate
His saucy error with his sword.

GON. But Claramante must
Be gently us'd; for I suspect it is

Your harsh demeanour hath provok'd her to
This ill becoming remedy.

LEO. 'Tis likely, by my brother's stay, he hath Already found her here.

Enter BALTHAZAR, ARGILA, AMIANA veild. BAL. I have inquir'd as high as to the heads Of chimneys, and as low as to the feet

Of wells, yet found no virgin, sir, but this.

AR. She is a distress'd one too, or else she doth Dissemble sorrow very cunningly.

BAL. All hidden but your eyes,

Lady! such care to be conceal'd would cause
Unkind observers to suspect you have

Some faults. If not acquainted with your name,
Yet make us known unto your face.

AMI. I hardly know my self, I'm so Unfortunate y'have heard the story of My wrong, how and by whom misled into This place; and with what aids of tears, and pray'rs, I have preserv'd my honour?

BAL. 'Tis happy that

Is safe. I wonder much a gentleman

Should so unworthily demean himself.

AMI. If you have seeds of true compassion, sir, Unveil me not; but clouded thus, convey Me to some private dwelling, where my fears May be the worst I shall endure.

LEO. This is some virgin you may hire at a

Far easier rate than your soliciting.
She's choicely bred to entertain gallants.

BAL. Brother, y'are too cruel! Proceed upon Your search, and I'll attend you straight.

Gonsalvo! force that humble officer

Along with you, till we are parted from his reach.
[Exeunt Leonte, Gonsalvo, Argilo, 3d Servant.
AMI. I made but little use of precepts, shouuld
I not forgive such injuries as scorn;

The careless hazard of my fame deserves
Much more, and I have patience to allow't.
BAL. You teach me, lady, to believe, and to
Lament your sufferings. I will conduct
You straight unto a lodging you may trust
For honest worth and privacy.

AMI. My better angel, sir, I hope hath some
Affinity with yours, and both conspir'd
To send you hither for your own renown,
And my felicity.

BEL. What dull, ignoble devil could in all His breast find out a thought to wrong such eyes? [Exeunt.

Enter ORCO, ANDROLIO.

AN. Orco, do not I know the latitude of The narrow compass of thy head? Persuade Me not, if thou believ'st I have one ounce

Of brains within mine own, that thou couldst get My mistress to thy lodging by this trick.

ORCO. I have not sanctity enough to do

A miracle, and therefore am content

To think this none. But here she is! Here you Shall see her too, unless women

And watching have destroy'd your sight.

AN. Is this the advocate's daughter?

ORCO. As much of her as I could reach upon Such short preparatives of wit. And this, as I Imagine too, had been detain'd from you a while, But that the wicked thing prov'd chaste.

AN. Confess, i'faith! You know I still absolve These pretty venial sins in all that date

Themselves beneath fourscore. How didst thou find her?

ORCO. A little odd! The silly elf hath been Ill taught, she understood me not at first, But I, that spare no pains t'inculcate doctrine of This kind, told her my purpose in rare words, And then she call'd unto her help a race Of strange and unheard of friends.

AN. Ha! Who are they?

ORCO. People above the clouds! Old Saints' hard names

Of such as you, and I ne'er knew, but in

The Kalender.

AN. This chit would be rebuk'd ;

But 'tis a foolish way she hath long us'd.

ORCO. I thought she would have catechiz'd my man,

Gave him a rosary of beads, with good council,
And the dull slave began to listen too.

For let me tell you, he's a very great

Misleader of weavers,

And may in time make a rebellion.

AN. Well! No hope then of success?

ORCO. 'Faith I began to doubt the worst, and so Committed her unto a cushion, and

A little pocket book, lock'd in her chamber.
AN. Orco, a man of weak experience in
This transitory world would grow enrag'd
At such uncomfortable plots as these.
Be jealous of his mistress, wake betimes,
And call you to the field in slippers and

Your shirt, with your sword drawn! But I, who know

These fond calamities are incident

To virtue, do forgive thee, and will have
Our covenants new sign'd, that the old league
Of mutual procuration may be straight renew'd.

ORCO. Agreed! I cannot venture much!

AN. Knock at your door! I would fain see her. [Orco knocks. ORCO. It seems my man is not o'ervex'd with

cares,

For I believe he's fast asleep.

Enter THIRD SERVANT.

[Knocks again.

How, sirrah? My doors lock'd, and you abroad? 3d SERV. O sir, I am undone !

ORCO. Undone! Why art thou married, fool, since I went forth?

3d SERV. No, but the lady, sir, you left unto My charge, was carried hence by gentlemen, And my self forc'd t'attend their company, Till she was led I know not where.

ORCO. The lady gone!

AN. Orco, a very ordinary nose

May scent your stratagem. This was a trick
To magnify your wit, fable, and figment;
Orco, my mistress is at home, and, as

I take't, was never here.

ORCO. Caitiff! What gentlemen were those that took

The lady hence?

3d SERV. I know not, sir, nor whither they are

gone.

AN. Come, shift your fooling vizard off! you may Appear in your own face. I knew before

I was but gull'd, and will vouchsafe to be
So ev'ry day, in hope to mend thy brain
With exercise.

ORCO. Y'are merry, sir! Perhaps at your own charge?

Enter SECOND SERVANT.

AN. How now! Are you undone too?

2d SERV. Worse, sir! the gentleman you left at home

Is fled.

AN. Fled, sir! What out at the window?

2d SERV. No sir, a horseback. They bound me fast!

ORCO. Sure, Androlio, this is a fable too.

[Androlio takes Orco aside. AN. Come, I suspect you are a traitor, and Have double plots. This sounds like your mischief. 2d SERV. No, truly, sir! the stranger was seduc'd By one, Don Orgemon.

AN. Don Orgemon, villain! which way took they?

2d SERV. Through Jaques Port, towards Anselmo's wood.

AN. Five miles distant from hence! It carries much

Of likelihood. Orco, lend me a horse.

ORCO. You shall ride me, because you have the better wit.

AN. Hire me some slaves! get me my midnight vizards,

And my false robes. Haste, Sirrah! as you prize
Your life; it will be easy to o'ertake 'em.

I would not for the crown of Spain bear this
Defeat. My statue will be cut mounting
A marble ass, with huge unmeasurable ears.

ORCO. And mine leading that ass bare-foot in procession

For my folly, unless I find your mistress. [Ereunt. Enter ORGEMON, CLARAMANTE, in a woman's ridinghabit, and one servant.

ORG. To make us free from all inquiry, when We are pursu'd, lead on the horses towards Cordua, and leave us in this wood.