Ven. They may, if they can paint so well.
Hip. Come now: to avoid all suspicion, let's forsake this room, and be going to meet the duke's son.
Ven. Content: I'm for any weather. Heart! step close: here he comes.
Enter Lusurioso.
Hip. My honour'd lord!
Lus. O me! you both present?
Ven. E'en newly, my lord, just as your lordship entered now: about this place we had notice given he should be, but in some loathsome plight or other.
Hip. Came your honour private?
Lus. Private enough for this; only a few
Attend my coming out.
Hip. Death rot those few! [Aside.