Enter Friar Jacomo.
F. Jac. O brother, all the nuns are dead, let's bury them.
F. Barn. First help to bury this, then go with me And help me to exclaim against the Jew.
F. Jac. Why, what has he done?
F. Barn. A thing that makes me tremble to unfold.
F. Jac. What, has he crucified a child?
F. Barn. No, but a worse thing: 'twas told me in shrift,50 Thou know'st 'tis death an if it be revealed. Come, let's away. [Exeunt.