THE HONEST WHORE.
23792378Cast. I haue
strange newes my Lord.
23812380Cast. Of
Infaelice, and a mariage.
23832382Cast. Hipolito. Geo. Here my Lord.
23842383Du. Hence with that woman, voyd the roome.
23862385Geo. Whoop, come mi
stris the Duke's mad too.
Exeunt. 23872386Du. Who told me that
Hipolito was dead?
23882387Cast. He that can make any man dead, the Do
ctor: but
23892388my Lord, hees as full of life as wilde-
fire, and as quick:
Hipo- 23902389lito, the Do
ctor, and one more rid hence this euening; the
23912390Inne at which they light is
Bethlem Monastarie: Infaeliche 23922391comes
from
Bergamo, and meetes them there
: Hipolito is
23932392mad, for he meanes this day to be maryed, the after-noone is
23942393the houre, and Frier
Anselmo is the knitter.
23952394Du. From
Bergamo? i
st po
ssible? it cannot be,
23972396Cast. I will not
sweare my Lord,
23982397But this intelligence I tooke
from one,
23992398Who
se braines workes in the plot.
24012400Flu. Mathaeo knowes all.
Pio. Hees
Hipolitoes bo
some.
24022401Duke. How farre
stands
Bethlem hence?
24042403Duke. I
st euen
so, not maried till the afternoone you
say
? 24052404Stay,
stay, lets worke out
some preuention: how:
24062405This is mo
st strange, can none but mad-men
serue
24072406To dre
sse their wedding dinner? All of you,
24082407Get pre
sently to hor
se; di
sgui
se your
selues
24102409Or riding cittizens, or
so: and take
24112410Each man a
seuerall path, but let vs meete,
24122411At
Bethlem Monasterie,
some
space of time
24132412Being
spent betweene the arriuall each of other,
24142413As if we came to
see the Lunaticks.
24152414To hor
se, away, be
secret on your liues,
24162415Loue mu
st be puni
sht that vniu
stly thriues.
Exeunt. 24172416Flu. Be
secret on your liues!
Castruchio Y'are