Ant. Where is he? do you turn your shame from me?
You'r a blind Adulteress, you know you are.
Ism. How's that Antonio?
Ant. Till I have vengeance,
Your sin's not pardonable: I'll have him,
If hell hide him not: y'have had your last of him. [Exit.
Ism. What did he speak? I understood him not,
He call'd me a foul name, it was not mine,
He took me for another sure.
Enter Bellides.
Bell. Ha? are you there?
Where's your sweet heart? I have found you Traytor
To my house: wilt league with mine enemy?
You'll shed his blood, you'll say: hah? will you so?
And fight with your heels upwards? No Minion,
I have a husband for you, since y'are so rank,
And such a husband as thou shalt like him,
Whether thou wilt or no: Antonio?
Ism. It thunders with the storm now.
Bel. And to night
I'll have it dispatch'd: I'll make it sure, I,
By to morrow this time thy Maiden-head
Shall not be worth a Chicken, if it were
Knockt at an out-cry: go, I'll ha'ye before me:
Shough, shough, up to your coop, Pea-Hen.
Ism. Then I'll try my wings. [Exit.
Bel. I, are you good at that? stop, stop thief, stop there. [Exit.