And height'ned thee to this? I fear you are
Not well.15
Orsabrin. 'Sfoot! 'tis a Platonic:
Now cannot I so much as talk that way neither.[Aside
Sabrina. Why are you silent, sir?
Come, I know you have been in the field to-day.
Orsabrin. How does she know that?[Aside20
Sabrina. If you have kill'd my brother, speak: it is
No new thing that true love should be unfortunate.
Orsabrin. 'Twas her brother I kill'd then!
Would I were with my devils again!
I got well [rid] of them: that will be here impossible.25
Enter Phemilia
Phemilia. Oh, madam, madam, y'are undone!
The garden walls are scal'd: a flood of people
Are entering th' house.
Orsabrin. Good!
Why here's variety of ruin yet.[Aside30
Sabrina. 'Tis so:
The feet of justice, like to those of time,
Move quick, and will destroy (I fear) as sure.
Oh, sir,
What will you do? there is no vent'ring forth.35
My closet is the safest: enter there,
While I go down and meet their fury, hinder
The search, if possible.[Exit
Orsabrin. Her closet? yea, where's that?
And, if I could find it, what should I do there?40
She will return. I will venture out.[Exit
Enter the Prince, Philatel, Phontrel, Company, Music
Philatel. The lightest airs; 'twill make them more secure.
Upon my life he'll visit her to-night.[Music plays, and sings
Prince. Nor she nor any lesser light appears:
The calm and silence 'bout the place45
Persuades me she does sleep.
Philatel. It may not be:
But hold, it is enough: let us retire.
Behind this pillar, Phontrel, is thy place;
As thou didst love thy master, show thy care:
You to the other gate; there's thy ladder.[Exeunt50
