more large
respect from every man, and saw her power increase, and was
resolv'd, since she believ'd, she could not hav't indeed, at
least she would be thought to have a child.

_Arb_.

Do I not hear it well? nay I will make no noise at all; but pray
you to the point, quickly as you can.

_Gob_.

Now when the time was full, she should be brought to bed, I had a
Son born, which was you, this the Queen hearing of mov'd me to
let her have you; and such reasons she shewed me, as she knew
would tie my secrecie, she swore you should be King, and to be
short, I did deliver you unto her, and pretended you were dead,
and in mine own house kept a funeral, and had an empty coffin put
in Earth, that night this Queen feign'd hastily to labour and by
a pair of women of her own, which she had charm'd, she made the
world believe she was delivered of you. You grew up as the Kings
Son, till you were six years old; then did the King dye, and did
leave to me Protection of the Realm; and contrary to his own
expectation, left this Queen truely with child indeed, of the
fair Princess _Panthea_: then she could have torn her hair and
did alone to me, yet durst not speak in publick, for she knew she
should be found a traytor: and her tale would have been thought
madness, or any thing rather than truth. This was the only cause
why she did seek to poyson you, and I to keep you safe; and this
the reason, why I sought to kindle some sparks of love in you to
fair _Panthea_, that she might get part of her right again.

_Arb_.

And have you made an end now? is this all? if not,
I will be still till I be aged, till all my hairs be Silver.

_Gob_.

This is all.

_Arb_.

And is it true say you too Madam?

_Ara_.

Yes heaven knows it is most true.

_Arb_.

_Panthea_ then is not my Sister?

_Gob_.

No.

_Arb_. But can you prove this?

_Gob_.

If you will give consent, else who dares go about it?

_Arb_.

Give consent? why I will have 'em all that know it rackt, to get
this from 'em, all that wait without, come in, what ere you be,
come in and be partakers of my joy, O you are welcome.

_Enter_ Bessus, Gentlemen, Mardonius, _And other attendants_.

_Arb_.

The best news, nay draw no nearer, they all shall hear it, I am
found no King.

_Mar_.

Is that so good news?

_Arb_.

Yes the happiest news that ere was heard.

_Mar_.

Ind