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Scena IIII.

Enter to her Audax.
Conc.
Now welcome Servant; have you won the Fort?

Au.
Hell take her, she's a man.

Conc.
A man?

Au.
Just so
I found, scarce left him so.

Conc.
O you mistooke.
Sir Timerous is transform'd to wait at Court:
Twas Phanci's own device. O I could laugh.

Au.
I made him so much woman as to cry;
“Else I had made him woman with my Sword.

Conc.
Alas poor Timida.

Au.
The thing so trembled,
No leafe nor ague like him.

Conc.
Ha ha ha.

Au.
Did you intend to put this trick upon me?

Conc.
No by the kisses which shall satisfie
The height forthwith, and pay thy errour full.
Besides I'm satisfied with this mistake
As well as with the right. Aspersion
Shall blot the name of Fuga full as much.