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_Eug._ My Lord, that's it you are deceiv'd in.

_Ger._ Nay, now thou rav'st--help me to bend her body
Her loss of Blood will keep her story from me;
And I shall Live i'th' dark, and ne're Revenge her.

_Eug._ Alas, my Lord, my Couzen, base _Francisco_,
Being let in by my accursed Nurse,
Came to my bed, and there by force and strength obtain'd
His hated ends.

_Ger._ Oh, damn'd Villain, he shall not long survive
To boast of it.

_Eug._ Had I staid there, and not consented further,
I should have needed pity, and not pardon.

_Ger._ Tell all the rest, for this is so surprizing,
I'd fain perswade my self it was a Dream.

_Eug._ After this Fatal loss, a shame succeeded,
Shame that produc'd fear; infus'd by threats
Urg'd both by him and her, wherein they said,
If I refus'd to grant that willingly,
Which he at first did force, they would declare
The Action to the World, so to disgrace me.

_Ger._ O that old wrinkl'd Hag! that she should plot this.

_Eug._ What will not wicked Age effect for Gold?
But they at last made fear or'e-come my Vertue,
And I by that made all their guilt my own,
Meeting him here still when he did appoint.

_Ger._ Well, this confest, how came you by these Wounds?

_Eug._ My Lord, _Francisco_ did entreat my Company
This Night; when as I enter'd,
Without a word, but here, perfidious Woman,
He stab'd me in the Breast, and left me thus.

_Ger._ Hadst thou been dead, and Angels told the story,
I should have thought, in Envy of thy worth,
They had invented it, and ne're believ'd it.

_Eug._ I have no breath to tell you; oh, my Lord,
I do forget, they still are in the Garden--
Have a care of--
[Dyes.

_Ger._ Have a care of what? Oh, speak, _Eugenia_, speak.
She's gone, she's gone; and could not tell her mind:
What is't I must have a care on! O some Angel
That waits to shew her Soul the way to Heav'n,
Come back and tell me, what it was she meant:
Was it her Reputation she took care of?
No, no, that cannot be, had it been that,
She might have kept the story to her self:
And then been Canoniz'd: Was it of me
She did express her care? If so, 'twas needless;
For he that lets me Live to kill _Francisco_,
Though he does so by me, when that is done,
Shall have my thanks and Prayers i'th' other World;
But stay, they're in the Garden, I'le go look e'm,
"For if Revenge so just I do delay,
I shall deserve Heav'ns Vengeance for the stay."

[Exeunt.

_Enter _Francisco_ and _Seb