ou drunk?

Flam. Yes, yes, with wormwood water; you shall taste
Some of it presently.

Vit. What intends the fury?

Flam. You are my lord's executrix; and I claim
Reward for my long service.

Vit. For your service!

Flam. Come, therefore, here is pen and ink, set down
What you will give me.

Vit. There. [She writes.

Flam. Ha! have you done already?
'Tis a most short conveyance.

Vit. I will read it:
I give that portion to thee, and no other,
Which Cain groan'd under, having slain his brother.

Flam. A most courtly patent to beg by.

Vit. You are a villain!

Flam. Is 't come to this? they say affrights cure agues:
Thou hast a devil in thee; I will try
If I can scare him from thee. Nay, sit still:
My lord hath left me yet two cases of jewels,
Shall make me scorn your bounty; you shall see them. [Exit.

Vit. Sure he 's distracted.

Zan. Oh, he 's desperate!
For your own safety give him gentle language.
[He enters with two cases of pistols.

Flam. Look, these are better far at a dead lift,
Than all your jewel house.

Vit. And yet, methinks,
These stones have no fair lustre, they are ill set.

Flam. I 'll turn the right side towards you: you shall see
How they will sparkle.

Vit. Turn this horror from me!
What do you want? what would you have me do?
Is not all mine yours? have I any children?

Flam. Pray thee, good woman, do not trouble me
With this vain worldly business; say your prayers:
Neither yourself nor I should outlive him
The numbering of four hours.

Vit. Did he enjoin it?

Flam. He did, and 'twas a deadly jealousy,
Lest any should enjoy thee after him,
That urged him vow me to it. For my death,
I did propound it voluntarily, knowing,
If he could not be safe in his own court,
Being a great duke, what hope then for us?

Vit. This is your melancholy, and despair.

Flam. Away:
Fool thou art, to think that politicians
DO use to kill the effects or injuries
And let the cause live. Shall we groan in irons,
Or be a shameful and a weighty burthen
To a public scaffold? This is my resolve:
I would not live at any man's entreaty,
Nor die at any's bidding.

Vit. Will you hear me?

Flam. My life hath done service to other men,
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