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I'll find some good excuse; he will be silent: He is my agent also.

Cath. Dost thou trust him?

Rud. Avarice his master is, as shame is thine: Therefore I trust to deal with both.—Away!

Maur. What, doth the grave and virtuous Cathrina, Vouchsafe to give thee of her company?

Rud. Yes, rigid saint! she has bestowed upon me Some grave advice to bear with pious meekness My late discomfiture.

Maur. Aye, and she call'd it, I could be sworn! heaven's judgment on thy pride.

Rud. E'en so: thou'st guessed it.—Shall we to the ramparts And meet the western breeze? [

A spacious Apartment; enter and.

''Hugh. (speaking with angry gesticulation as he enters)'' I feed and clothe these drones, and in return They cheat, deceive, abuse me; nay, belike Laugh in their sleeve the while. By their advice This cursed tourney I proclaim'd; for still