The things we do!

_Allen_. By heaven and earth my soule is innocent!
Say what you will, I know my conscience.
_Fal_.--To be afflicted with a scourge of care,
Which my oreweaning rashnesse did infflict.
_Turq_. Come, beare him hence! expostulate no more;
That heart that could invent such treachery,
Can teach his face to brave it cunninglie.
_Alen_. I do defie your accusations;
Let me have justice, I will answere it.
_Vesuv_. So, beare him hence! I meane to stay behinde,
To take possession of his goods and landes
For the Dukes use: it is too manifest.
_Allen_. I hope youle answere anything you doe.
My Lord _Vesuvio_, you shall answere it,
And all the rest that use extremities.
_Alber_. I, to the Dukes Exchecker, not to you.
[_Exeunt omnes; manet Falleria_.
_Fal_. Thus shades are caught when substances are fled.
Indeede they have my garments, but my selfe
Am close enough from their discoverie;
But not so close but that my verie soule,
Is ract with tormentes for _Pertillos_ death.
I am _Acteon_; I doe beare about,
My hornes of shame and inhumanitie.


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