2nd Serv. There was a cunning traitor: who would have searched his cod-piece?
1st Serv. True, if he had kept out of the ladies' chambers: and all the moulds of his buttons were leaden bullets.
2nd Serv. O wicked cannibal! a fire-lock in's cod-piece!
1st Serv. 'Twas a French plot, upon my life.
2nd Serv. To see what the devil can do!
Ant. Are all the officers here?
Servants. We are.
Ant. Gentlemen,
We have lost much plate you know; and but this evening
Jewels, to the value of four thousand ducats,
Are missing in the duchess' cabinet.
Are the gates shut?
Serv. Yes.
Ant. 'Tis the duchess' pleasure
Each officer be locked into his chamber
Till the sun-rising; and to send the keys
Of all their chests and of their outward doors
Into her bed-chamber. She is very sick.
Rod. At her pleasure.
Ant. She entreats you take't not ill: the innocent
Shall be the more approved by it.
Bos. Gentleman o' the wood-yard, where's your Switzer now?
1st Serv. By this hand, 'twas credibly reported by one o' the black guard.[120] [Exeunt all except Antonio and Delio.