[Exeunt.]
SCENE V. Without the walls of Florence.
Enter an old Widow of Florence, Diana, Violenta, Mariana and other Citizens.
WIDOW.
Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we shall lose all the sight.
DIANA.
They say the French count has done most honourable service.
WIDOW.
It is reported that he has taken their great’st commander, and that with his own hand he slew the duke’s brother.
[A tucket afar off.]
We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary way. Hark! you may know by their trumpets.
MARIANA.
Come, let’s return again, and suffice ourselves with the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this French earl; the honour of a maid is her name; and no legacy is so rich as honesty.
WIDOW.
I have told my neighbour how you have been solicited by a gentleman his companion.