Luc. Peace again, but many times thirst after destruction, where it hath met with benefits; there I left: Such, and no better are the business that we have now in hand.
1 Int. He's excellently spoken.
[2] Int. He'll wind a Traitor I warrant him.
Luc. But surely methinks, setting aside the touch of conscience, and all [other] inward convulsions.
2 Int. He'll be hang'd, I know by that word.
Laz. Your Lordship may consider—
Luc. Hold thy peace: thou canst not answer this speech: no Traitor can answer it: but because you cannot answer this speech, I take it you have confess'd the Treason.
1 Int. The Count Valore was the first that discover'd him, and can witness it; but he left the matter to your Lordship's grave consideration.
Luc. I thank his Lordship, carry him away speedily to the Duke.
Laz. Now Lazarillo thou art tumbl'd down
The hill of fortune, with a violent arm;
All plagues that can be, Famine, and the Sword
Will light upon thee, black despair will boil
In thy despairing breast, no comfort by,
Thy friends far off, thy enemies are nigh.