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 He dares not see you:

Duch. At his pleasure: Take hence the lights: he's come.

Ferd. Where are you?

Dutch. Here sir:

Ferd. This darkenes suites you well.

Dutch. I would aske you pardon:

Ferd. You have it; For I account it, the honorabl'st revenge Where I may kill, to pardon: where are your Cubbs?

Duch. Whom?

Ferd. Call them your children; For though our nationall law, distinguish Bastards From true legitimate issue: compassionate nature Makes them all equall.

Duch. Doe you visit me for this? You violate a Sacrament o'th' Church Shall make you howle in hell for't.

Ferd. It had bin well, Could you have liv'd thus alwayes: for indeed You were too much i'th' light: But no more, I come to seale my peace with you: here's a hand, To which you have vow'd much love: the Ring upon't You gave.

Duch. I affectionately kisse it:

Ferd. 'Pray doe: and bury the print of it in your heart: I will leave this Ring with you, for a Love-token: And the hand, as sure as the ring: and doe not doubt But you shall have the heart too: when you need a friend Send it to him, that ow'de it: you shall see Whether he can ayd you.

Dutch. You are very cold. I feare you are not well after your trauell: Hah? lights: oh horrible:

Ferd. Let her have lights enough

Dutch. What witch-craft doth he practise, that he hath left A dead-mans hand here? Here is discover'd, (behind a Travers;) the artificiall figures of Antonio, and his children, appearing as if they were dead.