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Sena tertia.

Enter victoria and Attilia.
Victoria.
In such a feare at rising of the spirites wee all were cast,
That being scarde, we lost our way and Image too at last.
I maruell where Medusa is?

Attilia.
Shee tooke her to her heeles,
And time I trowe, for all ye world me thought did rūne on wheeles.

Victoria.
Sith this enchanting takes no place, go seeke Fortunio streighte,
And tell him that to speake with him his pleasure I do wayte.
A worde or two will serue my turne, goe seeke him out of hand,

Attilia.
Where shall I seeke him? for I knowe not where his house doth stand.

Victoria.
By ye Piazza, there I am sure yt thou shalt see him walke,
Spending the time with one or other of his friends in talke.

Attilia.
I goe.

Exit.