Y. ART. Hark, in thine ear: I'll trust thee with my life,
Than which what greater instance of my love:
Thou knew'st full well how suddenly she died?
T'enjoy thy love, even then I poison'd her!
MRS MA. How! poison'd her? accursed murderer!
I'll ring this fatal 'larum in all ears,
Than which what greater instance of my hate?
Y. ART. Wilt thou not keep my counsel?
MRS MA. Villain, no!
Thou'lt poison me, as thou hast poison'd her.
Y. ART. Dost thou reward me thus for all my love?
Then, Arthur, fly, and seek to save thy life!
O, difference 'twixt a chaste and unchaste wife!
[Exit.
MRS MA. Pursue the murd'rer, apprehend him straight.
BRA. Why, what's the matter, mistress?
MRS MA. This villain Arthur poison'd his first wife,
Which he in secret hath confess'd to me;
Go and fetch warrants from the justices
T'attach the murd'rer; he once hang'd and dead,
His wealth is mine: pursue the slave that's fled.
BRA. Mistress, I will; he shall not pass this land,
But I will bring him bound with this strong hand.
[Exeunt.