John. Then make ye ready,
For I am straight o' horse-back.
Fred. My Sword on,
I am as ready as you; what my best labour,
With all the art I have can work upon 'em,
Be sure of, and expect fair end; the old Gentlewoman
Shall wait upon you; she is both grave and private,
And ye may trust her in all points.
Const. You are noble;
And so I kiss your hand.
John. That seal for me too,
And I hope happy issue, Lady.
Const. All Heavens Care upon ye, and my Prayers.
John. So,
Now my mind's at rest.
Fred. Away, 'tis late, John. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Antonio, a Surgeon, and 2 Gentlemen.
1 Gent. Come, Sir, be hearty, all the worst is past.