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 Card. 'Tis thus: Antonio lurkes here in Millaine, Enquire him out, and kill him: while he lives, Our sister cannot marry, and I have thought Of an excellent match for her: do this, and stile me Thy advancement.

Bos. But by what meanes shall I find him out?

Card. There is a gentleman, call'd Delio Here in the Campe, that hath bin long approv'd His loyall friend: Set eie upon that fellow, Follow him to Masse, may be Antonio, Although he do account religion But a Schoole-name, for fashion of the world, May accompany him, or else go enquire out Delio's Confessor, and see if you can bribe Him to reveale it: there are a thousand wayes A man might find to trace him: As to know, What fellowes haunt the Jewes, for taking up Great summes of money, for sure he's in want, Or else to go to th'Picture-makers, and learne Who brought her Picture lately, some of these Happily may take

Bos. Well, I'll not freeze i'th'businesse, I would see that wretched thing, Antonio Above all sightes i'th'world.

Card. Do, and be happy.

Bos. This fellow doth breed Bazalisques in's eies, He's nothing else, but murder: yet he seemes Not to have notice of the Duchesse death: 'Tis his cunning: I must follow his example, There cannot be a surer way to trace, Then that of an old Fox.

Jul. So, sir, you are well met.

Bos. How now?

Jul. Nay, the doores are fast enough: Now Sir, I will make you confesse your treachery.

Bos. Treachery?

Jul. Yes, confesse to me Which of my women 'twas you hyr'd, to put Love-powder into my drinke?