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ACT V.
SCENE I. The Corso.
Enter Petro, Tickletext, from the Garden.
Tick. Haste, honest Barberacho, before the Day discover us to the wicked World, and that more wicked Galliard.
Pet. Well, Signior, of a bad turn it was a good one, that he took you for Sir Signal! the Scandal lies at his door now Sir,—so the Ladder’s fast, you may now mount and away.—
Tick. Very well, go your ways, and commend me, honest Barberacho, to the young Gentlewoman, and let her know, as soon as I may be certain to run no hazard in my Reputation, I’ll visit her again.
Pet. I’ll warrant ye, Signior, for the future.
Tick. So, now get you gone lest we be discover’d.
Pet. Farewel, Signior, a bon viage. [Ex. Pet. Tick, descends.