Fer. That life, so had, redeemes Thine & thy fathers infamy. Justice! my Lords.
Hen. Cruell Creature!
Mac. Take him away & lead him to his brother; You both must die next morning.
Hen. I deserve it; And so that Slave, too, that betrayed his Master.
Buz. Why should I not betray my Master, when he betrayed his Mistris.
Ele. Get you gone, sirra.
[Exeunt Henrico & Buzzano.
Mac. You are dismissd: Faire Lady, You shall have Law, your Ravisher shall dye.
Ele. Oh that my life from death could sett him free! [Exit.
Mac. Pray, Don Fernando, follow her & soften Her heart to pitty the poore gentleman: The Crime is not so Capitall.