Fer. And keep strict watches;
One hour of joy I ask.
Ron. You shall have many. [Exeunt Flor. Cor.
Pandulfo and Juliana, led by two of the guard, as not yet fully recovered.
1. Guard. You are now at liberty, in your own house Lady,
And here our charge takes end.
Pand. 'Tis now a Custom.
We must even wooe those men deserve worst of us,
And so we thank your labors; there's to drink,
For that, and mischief are your occupations;
And to mean well to no man, your chief'st harvests.
2. Gard. You give liberally; we hope Sir, er't be long,
To be oftner acquainted with your bounty,
And so we leave you.
Pand. Do, for I dote not on ye.
Jul. But where's my Husband? what should I do here?
Or what share have I in this joy, call'd liberty,
Without his company? Why did you flatter me,
And tell me he was return'd, his service honor'd?
1 Gard. He is so, and stands high in the Kings favor,
His friends redeemed, and his own liberty,
From which yours is deriv'd, confirm'd; his service,
To his own wish, rewarded: so fare-well Lady. [Ex. Guard.