Nurse. I know not, but Flora came, and said you must
come quickly, I think, to Ride to my Lord.
Ped. I come, but I’le have a care of your tricks, Nurse.
Enter Pedro in a Night-Gown, with his sword in’s hand. Nurse. What tricks? What do you
do with your Sword?
Ped. Why, Nurse, you may have malice, and malice
may seek mischief, which because you are no Witch,
and cannot come through a Key-hole to compass,
for ought I know, you call me out to do it—ha!
What whistle’s that?
[Whistle.
Nurse. What whistle! Are you mad! Go to my Lady.
Ped. Still I suspect you.
[Exeunt.
Enter Nurse, with Antonio and Jasper.
Anto. Are they together, Nurse?