Enter Duke, Prouost, Isabella
Esc. I will goe darkely to worke with her
Luc. That's the way: for women are light at midnight
Esc. Come on Mistris, here's a Gentlewoman,
Denies all that you haue said
Luc. My Lord, here comes the rascall I spoke of,
Here, with the Prouost
Esc. In very good time: speake not you to him, till
we call vpon you
Luc. Mum
Esc. Come Sir, did you set these women on to slander
Lord Angelo? they haue confes'd you did
Duk. 'Tis false
Esc. How? Know you where you are?
Duk. Respect to your great place; and let the diuell
Be sometime honour'd, for his burning throne.
Where is the Duke? 'tis he should heare me speake