Enter Prepasso and Ferrardo, two Pages with lights, Celso and Equato, Mendoza in duke’s robes, and Guerrino.
Men. On, on; leave us, leave us.
[Exeunt all except Malevole and Mendoza.
Stay, where is the hermit?
Mal. With Duke Pietro, with Duke Pietro.
Men. Is he dead? is he poisoned?
Mal. Dead, as the duke is.
Men. Good, excellent: he will not blab; secureness lives in secrecy. Come hither, come hither. 201
Mal. Thou hast a certain strong villainous scent about thee my nature cannot endure.
Men. Scent, man! What returns Maria, what answer to our suit?