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 An Infidell, and bring his gold into our treasury. But soft, is not this Bernardine? it is; And understanding I should come this way, Stands here a purpose, meaning me some wrong, And intercept my going to the Jew; Bernardine; Wilt thou not speake? thou think'st I see thee not; Away, I'de wish thee, and let me goe by: No, wilt thou not? nay then I'le force my way; And see, a staffe stands ready for the purpose: As thou lik'st that, stop me another time.

Bar. Why how now Jocoma, what hast thou done?

Joco. Why stricken him that would have stroke at me.

Bar. Who is it Bernardine? now out alas, he is slaine.

Ith. I, Mr. he's slain; look how his brains drop out on's nose.

Joco. Good sirs I have don't, but nobody knowes it but You two, I may escape.

Bar. So might my man and I hang with you for company.

Ith. No, let us beare him to the Magistrates.

Joco. Good Barabas let me goe.

Bar. No, pardon me, the Law must have his course. I must be forc'd to give in evidence, That being importun'd by this Bernardine To be a Christian, I shut him out, And there he sate: now I to keepe my word, And give my goods and substance to your house, Was up thus early; with intent to goe Unto your Friery, because you staid.

Ith. Fie upon 'em, Mr. will you turne Christian, when Holy Friars turne devils and murder one another.

Bar. No, for this example I'le remaine a Jew: Heaven blesse me; what, a Fryar a murderer? When shall you see a Jew commit the like?

Ith. Why a Turke could ha done no more.

Bar. To morrow is the Sessions; you shall to it. Come Ithimore, let's helpe to take him hence.