Jay. Ile have a holy care of him.
[Exit Manuell, led by the Jaylour.
Hen. Who's now, my lords, the Villaine?
Enter Eleonora & Buzzano.
Ele. Oh Justice, here's a witnesse of my Rape.
Mac. Did you see't, sirra?
Buz. See't! no, sir, would I had; but when she was in labour I heard her cry out "helpe! helpe!" & the Gamboll being ended she came in like a mad woman, ruffled & crumpled, her haire about her eares; & he all unbrac'd, sweating as if he had bene thrashing; & afterwards he told me, my lords, that he had downe diddled her.
Hen. I now am lost indeed, & on my knee
Beg pardon of that goodnes, that pure Temple
Which my base lust prophand, & will make good
My wrongs to her by marriage.
Mac. What say you, Lady?
Ele. He spurnd my mercy when it flew to him And courted him to kisse it; therefore now Ile have his life.