Alb. Do you repent you that you lov’d me then?
Ism. Not so; but that I did abuse Antonio.
Alb. And can you think that this will cure his Jealousy?
Ism. Doubtless it will, when he knows how needless ’tis;
For when they’re most secure, they’re most betray’d:
Besides, I did but act the part he made;
And Ills he forces, sure he’ll not upbraid.
Go seek out Antonio.
Alb. You have o’ercome me, Madam, every way,
And this your last Command I can obey;