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SCENA OCTAVO.

Fabritio, Alphonso, Isabella.
Fabritio.
Sir—

Alphonso.
VVhat is it that troubles thee?

Fabritio.
I met the Duke, Sir, at our dore, he follow'd
A torch, which might, perhaps, discover me,
I heare noise, he pursues me, oh receive him,

Alphonso.
O duty too unjust! cruel constraint!
Goe quicklie with thy Sister Isabella
Into that closet.

Isabella.
He goes to Carlos house, what shall I doe?

Fabritio.
Come along with me, what should hinder you?

Isabella.
I feare you should be seene, and there fore would
That the light might be put out in this place.

Fabritio.
I contradict not, let us enter then.