Escal. Come on, mistress: here’s a gentlewoman denies 280 all that you have said.
Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here with the provost.
Escal. In very good time: speak not you to him till we call upon you.
285 Lucio. Mum.
Escal. Come, sir: did you set these women on to slander Lord Angelo? they have confessed you did.
Duke. ’Tis false.
[Escal.] How! know you where you are?
290 Duke. Respect to your great place! [and] let the devil
Be sometime honour’d for his burning throne!
Where is the Duke? ’tis he should hear me speak.