Leo. Shame light on thee, How came this whore into thy head?
Lieu. This whore Sir? 'Tis strange, a poor whore.
Leo. Do not answer me, Troop, Troop away; do not name this whore again, Or think there is a whore.
Lieu. That's very hard Sir.
Leo. For if thou dost, look to't, I'le have thee guelded, I'le walk ye out before me: not a word more. [Exeunt.
SCENA V.
Enter Leucippe, and Governess.
Leu. Ye are the Mistris of the house ye say, Where this young Lady lies.
Gov. For want of a better.
Leu. You may be good enough for such a purpose: When was the Prince with her? answer me directly.