[Exit Maria.
Sir To. To the gates of Tartar, thou most excellent devil of wit.
Sir And. I'll make one too.
Fab. And I.
Omnes. Huzza! huzza! huzza![Exeunt.
SCENE II.
A public Square.
Enter Sebastian and Antonio.
Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled you;
But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,
I will no further chide you.