Luc. I obey you.
Gen. But let me hear oft from you, and remember
I am Vitellies Sister.
Luc. What's that Madam?
Gen. Nay nothing, fare you well: who feels loves fire,
Would ever ask to have means to desire. [Exeunt.
Scæna Tertia.
Enter Assistente, Sayavedra, Anastro, Herald, Attendants.
Assist. Are they come in?
H[e]r. Yes.
Assist. Read the Proclamation,
That all the people here assembled may
Have satisfaction, what the Kings dear love,
In care of the Republick, hath ordained;
Attend with silence: read aloud.
Herald Reads.