Dua. I am happy now again; Happy the hour I fell, to find a Mother, So pious, good, and excellent in sorrows.
Enter a Servant.
Ser. The Governour's come in.
Guio. O let him enter.
Rut. I have fool'd my self a fair thred of all my fortunes, This strikes me most; not that I fear to perish, But that this unmannerly boldness has brought me to it.
Enter Governour, Clodio, Charino.
Gov. Are these fit preparations for a wedding Lady? I came prepar'd a guest.
Guio. O give me justice; As ever you will leave a vertuous name, Do justice, justice, Sir.
Gove. You need not ask it, I am bound to it.
Guio. Justice upon this man That kill'd my Son.