of Feuershame.
Here enters Mosbye.
It is vnpossible, but here comes he,
That will I hope inuent some surer meanes.
Swete Mosbie hide thy arme, it kils my hart.
Mos.
I mistres Arden, this is your fauour,
Ales
Ah say not so for when I sawe thee hurt,
I could haue toke the weapon thou letst fall,
And runne at Arden, for I haue sworne,
That these mine eyes offended with his sight,
Shall neuer close, til Ardens be shut vp,
This night I rose and walkt about the chamber.
And twise or thrise, I thought to haue murthred him,
Mos.
What in the night, then had we bene vndone.
Ales
Why, how long shall he liue?
Mos
Faith Ales no longer then this night.
Black Will and shakbag, will you two
Performe the complot that I haue laid.
Will.
I or els think me as a villaine.
Gre.
And rather then you shall want,
Ile help my selfe.
Mos.
You M. Greene shal single Francklin foorth,
And hould him with a long tale of strange newes:
That he may not come home till suppertime.
Ile fetch M. Arden home, & we like frends.
Will play a game or two at tables here,
Ales
But what of all this?
How shall he be slaine?
Mosbie
Why black Wil and shakebag lockt within the countinghouse,
Shall at a certaine watchword giuen, rush foorth,
Wil.
What shall the watch word be?
Mos.
(Now I take you) that shall be the word.
But come not forth before in any case.
Wil.
I warrant you, but who shall lock me in?
Ales.
That will I do, thou'st kepe the key thy selfe.
Mos.
Come M. Greene, go you along with me.
