Bel. Troth, I thank you.
Life! that's the way to save him; art thou mad?
Whereas the other way he confounds himself,
And lies more naked to revenge and mischief.
Leo. Then let him lie with her, and the devil go with him,
He shall have all my furtherance.
Bel. Why, now you pray heartily and speak to purpose.
[Exeunt.
FOOTNOTES:
[449] [MS. and former edit., yonder.]
[450] [So MS. The former edit. printed destruction.]
[451] [Former edit., reads, with the MS., concern'd.]
[452] [So MS. Former edit., gain.]
[453] [This and the next three lines have been lightly struck through in the MS.]