Let him live then,
     Since you esteem him innocent.

     Viol.

     No Jamy,
     He shall make up the mess:  now strike together,
     And let them fall so.

     Assist.

     Unheard of crueltie! 
     I can endure no longer:  seise on her.

     Viol.

     Am I betrai’d? 
     Is this thy faith, Jamy?

     Jam.

     Could your desires
     Challenge performance of a deed so horrid? 
     Or, though that you had sold your self to hell,
     I should make up the bargain?  Live (dear Brother)
     Live long, and happy:  I forgive you freely;
     To have done you this service, is to me
     A fair Inheritance:  and how e’re harsh language
     (Call’d on by your rough usage) pass’d my lips,
     In my heart I ever lov’d you:  all my labours
     Were but to shew, how much your love was cozen’d,
     When it beheld it self in this false Glass,
     That did abuse you; and I am so far
     From envying young Ascanio his good fortune,
     That if your State were mine, I would adopt him,
     These are the Murtherers my noble friends,
     Which (to make trial of her bloudy purpose)
     I won, to come disguis’d thus.

     Hen.

     I am too full
     Of grief, and shame to speak:  but what I’le doe,
     Shall to the world proclaim my penitence;
     And howsoever I have liv’d, I’le die
     A much chang’d man.

     Jam.

     Were it but possible
     You could make satisfaction to this woman,
     Our joyes were perfect.

     Hen.

     That’s my only comfort,
     That it is in my power:  I ne’re was married
     To this bad woman, though I doted on her,
     But daily did defer it, still expecting
     When grief would kill Jacintha.

     Assist.

     All is come out,
     And finds a fair success:  take her Don Henrique,
     And once again embrace your Son.

     Hen.

     Most gladly.

     Assist.

     Your Brother hath deserv’d all.

     Hen.

     And shall share
     The moitie of my State.

     Assist.

     I have heard, advocate,
     What an ill Instrument you have been to him,
     From this time strengthen him with honest counsels,
     As you’le deserve my pardon.

     Bar.

     I’le change my Copy: 
     But I am punish’d, for I fear I have had
     A smart blow, though unseen.

     Assist.