[Exit.
Flor. ’Twas well for me her madness work’t again,
And made her take a whim to run away,
She would have kill’d me else, do what I could;
I’le stay no longer, lest she come again.
I’d not be in her fingers as I was
For all I’m worth.
[Exit.
Enter Captain, Watch, and Servant.
Capt. When I consider every Circumstance
Of what you tell, and what I know my self,
I must conclude, I ought not to defer
To search Antonio’s House: if he’s from home,
As you pretend he is; It makes me think
There is some strange Intrigue design’d by him.
For why should he turn back, as you relate,
And then obscure himself in such a House?
Besides, he told me, he was strait for Home,
And yet it seems was not, as you say.
Serv. It’s truth, upon my Life, he was not there
At past the hour of Nine.
Enter the little Devil, and runs and skulkes. Watch. Who comes there!
Captain, the Devil, the Devil!
See where he stands?
Capt. O’ my Conscience! The Witches little Familiar again!
If you’re afraid, let me come, I’m us’d to
It sputters like a Cat, Captain to him. These sort of Devils! Come, come, uncase,
Uncase, young Gamester, what slippery pranck
Are you about now? Don’t you remember your
Last escape, Sirrah?
Devil. Pray Master don’t whip me, I’le tell all.
Capt. Out with it then; where’s the Old Witch, your Mistress?