Michael. Mistress, my master is coming hard by. 160
Alice. Who comes with him?
Michael. Nobody but Mosbie.
Alice. That’s well, Michael. Fetch in the tables, and
when thou hast done, stand before the counting-house door.
Michael. Why so?
Alice. Black Will is locked within to do the deed.
Michael. What? shall he die to-night?
Alice. Ay, Michael.
Michael. But shall not Susan know it?
Alice. Yes, for she’ll be as secret as ourselves. 170