Stu. Now tell thy tale, fond wife! And, Lewson, if again thou can'st insult me, I'll kneel and own thee for my master.
Not av'rice now, but vengeance fires my breast
And one short hour must make me curst, or blest.
[Exit.
SCENE I. Enter Stukely, Bates, and Dawson.
BATES.
POOR Lewson! But I told you enough last night. The thoughts of him are horrible to me.
Stu. In the street, did you say? And no one near him?
Bates. By his own door; he was leading me to his house. I pretended business with him, and stabbed him to the heart, while he was reaching at the bell.
Stu. And did he fall so suddenly?