[Kills her.
Witch. O thou ungrateful Dog, dost kill me for my Love?
[Runs her through often, then throws her into the hole, she shun’d him, then lyes down and trembles. Jasp. No muttering, Aunt, dye quietly, and lye as
quietly; ’tis the greatest kindness you can
do me; So, now a ready lye clears all I hope.
Enter Antonio.
Anto. The Officers entring, they all vanish’d.
Jasp. The last is well.
Anto. Where’s the Witch? What makes you tremble so?
Jasp. O, do not take me too, good Devil, do not.
Anto. What ayls the Fellow? Jasper, don’t you know me?
Jasp. Alas, is’t you, my Lord?