Mar. She takes me for some other: This is happy. [Aside.
Alon. Gods! is not that the Maid that first conducted me to the fair thing that rob’d me of my Heart?
Lov. I think it is.
Alon. She gives admittance to another Man.
All Women-kind are false, I’ll in and tell her so. [Offers to go.
Lov. You are too rash, ’tis dangerous.
Alan. I do despise thy Counsel, let me go.
Lov. If you are resolv’d, I’ll run the Hazard with you. [They both go in.
[ Scene II. The Scene changes to a Chamber.]
Enter from one side Olinda, lighting in Marcel muffled as before in his Cloke, from the other Antonio leading in Euphemia veil’d.
Mar. By Heaven’s, ’tis she: Vile Strumpet! [Throws off his Cloke, and snatches her from him.