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Scen. 15.

Laurentio, Lucius, Neander, Liuely.
Lau.
Most perfidious. Contemner of all goodnesse.—

Luc.
Excellent.
Nay forward, on, wee know you haue a tongue.

Nean.
Ha? is this Lucius?

Lau.
Where is my Isabella,
Whom thou hast loaden with disgrace? restore mee
Her honour (villaine) her good name.

Nean.
I must
Deferre my iust reuenge I see a little.
He must not know that I am angry, nor
How I am gulld.

Laur.
Thou base unworthy man.

Luc.
Would you could raise your voyce a little sir,
You are not heard.

Laur.
Thou staine of all mankind.

Nean.
Thou owest thy life unto my Lucius.
I am not now at leasure for to kill thee.

Liu.
Nor I for to be kild for a trick I know.
Ex. Liuely.

Luc.
Are you drawne drie so quickly, Mr Lickthumbe?
Haue you no more good names in pickle for me?
Nay come ifaith, let's haue an other bout.

Nea.
But is he gone? he must not so escape me.
Ex. Nean.

Lau.
Where is my daughter? where is my daughter, rascall?
Ah Isabella.

Luc.
So: but Sir resolue mee,
Haue yee no Empericks? no Physitians
I'th Citty, that you thus doe send your mad men
Into the country to be cur'd? but Sir
I'le leaue you.

Laur.
But I will not so leaue you.

Luc.
You will not?

Lau.
No, I'le be a torment to thee.

Luc.
You will? but yet take heed that your ill language
Procures not me to turne Physician.
This sword of mine opens a veine but harshly,
Doe you heare.