Men. Away!
Aur. Villain, hear me!
Men. Begone!
[Prepasso and Guerrino lead away Aurelia guarded.
My lords,
Address to public council; ’tis most fit:
The train of fortune is borne up by wit.
Away! our presence shall be sudden; haste.
[All depart, except Mendoza, Malevole, and Pietro.
Mal. Now, you egregious devil! ha, ye murdering politician! how dost, duke? how dost look now? brave duke, i’faith. 170
Men. How did you kill him?
Mal. Slatted[497] his brains out, then soused him in the briny sea.
Men. Brained him, and drowned him too?