Aur. No, lady, a gentleman I assure you, and
Suppos'd the slain Aurelio. [Discovers himself.
Moc. A plot, a plot upon me! I'll revoke it all.
Lio. Nay, that you cannot, now you have confirm'd it.
Moc. Am I then cheated? I'll go home and die,
To avoid shame, not live in infamy.
Lio. What says the villain bravo for himself?
Bravo. The bravo, sir, is honest, and his father.
Aur. My father! bless me, how comes this about?
Bravo. That virtuous maid, whom I must always honour,
Acquainted me with that old lecher's drift:
I, to prevent the ruin of my son,
Conceal'd from all, proffer'd my service to him
In this disguise.
Lio. 'Twas a wise and pious deed.