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SCENE. 2.

Cricca. Pandolfo.
Cric.
Now Cricca, mask thy countenance in joy,
Speak welcome language of good news, and move
Thy Master, whose desires are credulous,
To believe what thou giv'st him. If thy designe
Land at the Haven tis bound for; then Lelio,
Eugenio, and their Mistresses, are oblig'd
By oath to assure a state of forty pounds
Upon thee for thy life.

Pan.
I long to know,
How my good Farmer speeds; how Trincalo
Hath been deceiv'd by Lelio.

Cri.
Where shall I finde him?
What we most seek, still flies us; what's avoided,
Follows, or meets us full. I am embost
With trotting all the streets to finde Pandolfo,
And blesse him with good news.

Pan.
This haste of Cricca.
Abodes some good; doubtlesse my Trincalo,
Received for Antonio, hath given me Flavia.
Cricca?

Cri.
Neither in Pauls, at home nor in the Exchange?
Nor where he uses to converse? hee's lost:
And must be cryed.

Pan.
Turn hither, Cricca, Cricca,
See'st me not?

Cri.
Sir, the news, and haste to tell it.
Had almost blinded me. Tis so fortunate,
I dare not powre it all at once vpon you,
Lest you should faint and swound away with ioy.
Your transform'd Trincalo—

Pan.
what newes of him;

Cri.
Entred as owner in Antonio's house—

Pan.
On.

Cri.
Is acknowledg'd by his daughter Flavia,
And Lelio for their father.

Pan.
Quickly good Cricca!

Cri.
And hath sent me in haste to bid you—

Pan.
What?

Cri.
Come with your sonne Eugenio—

Pan.
And then?

Cri.
That he may be witnesse of your marriage:
But Sir, I see no signes of so large goodnesse
As I expected, and this news deserv'd.

Pan.
Tis here, tis here, within. All outward symptomes
And characters of joy, are poore expressions
Of my inward happinesse: my heart's full,
And cannot vent the passions. Run Cricca, run.
Run as thou lov'st me call Eugenio,
And work him to my purpose: thou canst do it:
Haste, call him instantly.

Cri.
I flie sir.