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Scena IIII.

Enter to them Irato, Audax.
Ir.
—Have we found
This monster here? we'l send thy ugly soul
Unto her fellow Feinds for tempting us.

Mal.
I prompted you to kill. Were not you ready
To do as bad as I could say? Meane while
I turn'd you from destroying one another.

Au.
Twas for thine one black Ends.

Mal.
And say it was:
Might not I hate, as well as you might kill?
My humour was as lawful.

Au.
Hadst thou kept it
Home to thy selfe.

Mal.
I labour not excuse,
But accusation of your equal Crimes.

Desp.
He sayes the right; and hospitality
Doth now require, ye should deferr your Broyles.
(Ex. Desp.