the Dutchesse of Malfy.
Dutch.
Antonio, the master of our house-hold
Hath dealt so falsely with me, in's accounts:
My brother stood engag'd with me for money
Ta'ne up of certaine Neopolitane Jewes,
And Antonio let's the Bonds be forfeyt.
Bos.
Srange: this is cunning:
Dutch.
And hereupon
My brothers Bills at Naples are protested
Against: call up our Officers.
Bos.
I shall. Exit.
Dutch.
The place that you must flye to, is Ancona,
Hire a house there. I'll send after you
My Treasure, and my Jewlls: our weake safetie
Runnes upon engenous wheeles: short sillables,
Must stand for periods: I must now accuse you
Of such a fained crime, as Tasso calls
Magnanima Mensogna: a Noble Lie,
'Cause it must shield our honors: harke they are comming.
Ant.
Will your Grace heare me?
Dutch.
I have got well by you: you have yeelded me
A million of losse; I am like to inherit
The peoples curses for your Stewardship:
You had the tricke, in Audit time to be sicke,
Till I had sign'd your Quietus; and that cur'de you
Without helpe of a Doctor. Gentlemen,
I would have this man be an example to you all:
So shall you hold my favour: I pray let him;
For h'as done that (alas) you would not thinke of,
And (because I intend to be rid of him)
I meane not to publish: use your fortune else-where.
Ant.
I am strongely arm'd to brooke my over-throw,
As commonly men beare with a hard yeere:
I will not blame the cause on't; but doe thinke
The necessitie of my malevolent starre
Procures this, not her humour: O the inconstant,
And rotten ground of service, you may see:
'Tis ev'n like him, that in a winter night
Takes
