SERVANT.
Here is the sister of the man condemned
Desires access to you.
ANGELO.
Hath he a sister?
PROVOST.
Ay, my good lord, a very virtuous maid,
And to be shortly of a sisterhood,
If not already.
ANGELO.
Well, let her be admitted.
[Exit Servant.]
See you the fornicatress be removed;
Let her have needful but not lavish means;
There shall be order for it.
Enter Lucio and Isabella.
PROVOST.
[Offering to retire.] Save your honour!
ANGELO.
Stay a little while. [To Isabella.] You are welcome. What’s your will?
ISABELLA.
I am a woeful suitor to your honour,
Please but your honour hear me.