Buss. It must be shortly, then,
For his dark words have tyed my thoughts on knots165
Till he dissolve and free them.
Tam. In meane time,
Deare servant, till your powerfull voice revoke him,
Be sure to use the policy he advis'd;
Lest fury in your too quick knowledge taken
Of our abuse, and your defence of me,170
Accuse me more than any enemy.
And, father, you must on my lord impose