Petr. Good my Lord the Duke,
Believe me, for I know it certainly,
This is the very house.
Vec. My Lord the Duke?
Duke. Pray Heaven this man prove right now.
Petr. Believe it, he's a most sufficient Scholar,
And can do rare tricks this way; for a figure,
Or raising an appearance, whole Christendom
Has not a better; I have heard strange wonders of him.
Duke. But can he shew us where she is?
Petr. Most certain,
And for what cause too she departed.
Duke. Knock then,
For I am great with expectation,
Till this man satisfie me: I fear the Spaniards,
Yet they appear brave fellows: can he tell us?
Petr. With a wet finger, whether they be false.
Duke. Away then.
Petr. Who's within here?