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Talke not of rackes, prithee; the times present too many. Buz. Ride me as you will, then; I am used both to curbe and snaffle. Ele. I prithee tell me, Buzzano, so, I heare thy master call thee Buz. He may call me at his pleasure, forsooth. Ele. Dost thou know the nature of the English? Buz. Both men and women: I travelled thither with an Embassadour.
My life is twisted in a Thread with thine; Were't not defenced, there could nothing come To make this cheeke looke pale, which at your Eye Will not fall dead before you. Enter Buzzano. Sirra, let all your care and duty bee Employed to cheere this Lady: pray, be merry. Buz. Oh, sir, yonders such doings. Hen.
Yes, & meane what you know, sir. Hen. What's that? Buz. Ile keepe your Counsaile Hen. My life goes for it else. Actus Quartus. Hen. Buzzano! slave! Buzzano! Enter Buzzano with Cloake & Rapier. Buz. Signior, what a buzzing you make, as if you were a fly at Bartholomew-tyde at a Butchers stall: doe you think I am deafe? Hen. No, but blind; do'st sleepe as thou goest? Buz.
I will be both your guard, sir, and your bayle And make no doubt to free you from this Viper. Hen. Viper! Fer. Y'are bound to appeare at Sherris, sir; And you were best not fayle. I have a certaine Daughter there shall meete you. Come. Hen. Thither I dare you both, all three. Buzzano! Buz. Sir? Hen. Saddle my Jennet? Ile to Sherris presently. Buz. And I? Hen.
Oh for a lusty storme to bury all Their hopes in the waves now! one good swelling Gust Would breake their ribbs in pieces. Jo. No witches abroad? Buz. I see, I see, I see! Enter Buzzano above. All. What? Buz. Nay, I cannot tell what yet: Something it is; I thinke it be a Towne. Hen. Some Iland in the Sea! Buz. It swims on the water. Jo. 'Tis the fleete: come they this way? Buz.
All. Take him off! Man. This hand stabbd him. Mac. Where? Man. Neere St. Germains In Paris, in a darke night, & then I fled. Mac. Thy owne tongue is thy Judge; take him away: To-morrow looke to dye: send him a Confessour. Jay. Ile have a holy care of him. Hen. Who's now, my lords, the Villaine? Enter Eleonora & Buzzano. Ele. Oh Justice, here's a witnesse of my Rape. Mac. Did you see't, sirra?
Pray, Don Fernando, follow her & soften Her heart to pitty the poore gentleman: The Crime is not so Capitall. Fer. Mac. That such a noble Spanyard as Don Pedro Should be so cursed in's Children! Enter Buzzano, Don Pedro, Fernando & Eleonora. Buz. Hee's come, hee's come, my Lord! Don Pedro Gusman is still alive, see, see! Mac. Let us descend to meet a happinesse Crownes all our expectations.
Don Fernando, too, Hath cut our strength off, taken away our swords Should save our throates. I did preiudicate Too rashly of the English; now we may Yield up the Towne. Sirra, get you up to th'highest Enter Buzzano. Turret, that lookes three leagues into the Sea, And tell us what you can discover there. Buz. Why, I can tell you ere I goe. Hen. What? Buz.
This act of confidence Binds me for ever to Fernando: come, Halfe of my soule, for we two must not bee In life devided. Though the Citty lye At mercy of the Enemy, yet from Don Pedro Gusman's house not all mankind Shall take thee from me. Enter Buzzano and Spanyards flying. Buz. They come, they come, they come! Fer. Committing this my Jewell to your trust I must unto my charge: my blessing! Ele.
Stand out: whither goe you? Buz. To stand out. Clark. Stand there. Mac. Now what can he say? Hen. First, my Lord, heare mee: My brother & I lying in one bed together, And he just under us Buz. In my fleabitten Trundle bed. Clark. Peace, sirra. Hen. About midnight I awaking, And this Buzzano too, my brother in his sleepe Thus cryde out, "Oh, twas I that murtherd him, This hand that killd him"!
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