Sup. He died most valiantly, then; we're glad to hear it.
Officer. We could not woo him once to pray.
Amb. He show'd himself a gentleman in that:
Give him his due.
Officer. But, in the stead of prayer,
He drew forth oaths.
Sup. Then did he pray, dear heart,
Although you understood him not?
Officer. My lords,
E'en at his last, with pardon be it spoke,
He curs'd you both.
Sup. He curs'd us? 'las, good soul!
Amb. It was not in our powers, but the duke's pleasure.
Finely dissembled a both sides, sweet fate;
O happy opportunity! [Aside.
Enter Lusurioso.
Lus. Now, my lords.