Duke. Lend me your habit in exchange of mine, For I must walk the Citie for a purpose.
Con. With all my heart, my habit and my selfe.
Duke. In any case, watch at the privie chamber. If any ask for me say I am not well, And though it be my sonne, let him not enter.
Con. I will.
Duke. Be carefull, gentle Constantine. Now, faire Valentia, Saxon to thy bower Comes like a Jove to raine a golden shower. [Exit.
Con. Prosper, kind Lord, what ere the action be; Counsailes of Princes should be ever free.
[Exit.
[SCENE 2.]
Enter Valentia and Montano.
Va. Torches and Musique there! the room's too darke.