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SCE. VII.

Enter Constantinus. Isacius and Citizens.
Con.
Not find him yet!—I warrant you we have him:
Stop all the passages, and desire Stephanus
To draw down with his Guards.—

6. Cit.
All but that last,
Is done already:—I'll about it straight.

Exit.
Const.
How!—Philo slain!—He never did his Master
A truer service.

7. Cit.

And my good neighbours, Ambrose and Gregory;
—Alack, Alas!—Nothing contain in this life—To
day a Man, tomorrow a Cuckold the next day dead:

3. Cit.

Come—Come—Let's carry them off—But for
that Rogue—Let him ev'n lie—He was a pestilent villain:

4. Cit.
Are you sure he is dead?—Does not the Rogue counterfeit?

5. Cit.
'Twill do no hurt to see;

3. Cit.
For the more certainty—
stabs him again
'Tis good to be sure.

5. Cit.

Well done neighbour—You're in my mind;—
I scarcely believe a man dead, as long as his head's upon
his shoulders.

Exeunt.