ry it decently.

_Ars_.

We come to tell ye,
You have received great sums from a young Factor
They call _Leandro_, that has rob'd his Master,
Rob'd him, and run away.

_Die_.

Let's keep close, Master;
This news comes from a cold Country.

_Lop_.

By my faith it freezes.

_Mil_.

Is not this true? do you shrink now good-man Curat?
Do I not touch ye?

_Lop_.

We have a hundred Duckets
Yet left, we do beseech ye, Sir--

_Mil_.

You'll hang both.

_Lop_.

One may suffice.

_Die_.

I will not hang alone, Master,
I had the least part, you shall hang the highest.
Plague o' this _Tiveria_, and the Letter,
The Devil sent it post, to pepper us,
From _Nova Hispania_, we shall hang at home now.

_Ars_.

I see ye are penitent, and I have compassion:
Ye are secure both; do but what we charge ye,
Ye shall have more gold too, and he shall give it,
Yet ne're indanger ye.

_Lop_.

Command us, Master,
Command us presently, and see how nimbly--

_Die_.

And if we do not handsomely endeavour--

_Ars_.

Go home, and till ye hear more, keep private,
Till we appear again, no words, Vicar,
There's something added.

_Mil_.

For you too.

_Lop_.

We are ready.

_Mil_.

Go and expect us hourly, if ye falter,
Though ye had twenty lives--

_Die_.

We are fit to lose 'em.

_Lop_.

'Tis most expedient that we should hang both.

_Die_.

If we be hang'd, we cannot blame our fortune.

_Mil_.

Farewel, and be your own friends.

_Lop_.

We expect ye.--

[_Exeunt_.

SCENA III.

_Enter_ Octavio, Jacintha, _and_ Ascanio.

_Octa_.

We cited to the Court!

{_A Bar, Table-book, 2 Chairs, and Paper, standish set out.

_Jac_.

It is my wonder.

_Octa_.

But not our fear, _Jacintha_; wealthy men,
That have Estates to lose; whose conscious thoughts
Are full of inward guilt, may shake with horrour
To have their Actions sifted, or appear
Before the Judge. But we that know our selves
As innocent, as poor, that have no Fleece
On which the Talons of the griping Law
Can take