Duke of Medina: 

      Preserve me but this once.

Margarita: 

      There’s a deep well
      In the next yard, if you dare venture drowning,
      It is but dea[t]h.

Duke of Medina: 

      I would not dye so wretchedly.

Margarita: 

      Out of a garret window I’le let you down then,
      But say the rope be rotten, ’tis huge high too.

Duke of Medina: 

      Have you no mercy?

Margarita: 

      Now you are frighted throughly,
232] And find what ’tis to play the fool in folly,
      And see with clear eyes your detested folly,
      I’le be your guard.

Duke of Medina: 

      And I’le be your true servant,
      Ever from this hour vertuously to love ye,
      Chastly and modestly to look upon ye,
      And here I seal it.

Margarita: 

      I may kiss a stranger, for you must now be so.

      [Enter Leon, Juan, Alonzo, Sanchio.]

Leon: 

      How do you my Lord,
      Me thinks you look but poorly on this matter. 
      Has my wife wounded ye, you were well before,
      Pray Sir be comforted, I have forgot all,
      Truly forgiven too, wife you are a right one,
      And now with unknown nations I dare trust ye.

Juan de Castro: 

      No more feign’d fights my Lord, they never prosper.

Leon: 

      Who’s this? the Devil in the vault?

Altea: 

      ’Tis he Sir, and as lovingly drunk, as though he had studied it.

Cacafogo: 

      Give me a cup of Sack, and kiss me Lady,
      Kiss my sweet face, and make thy Husband cuckold,
      An Ocean of sweet Sack, shall we speak treason?

Leon: 

      He is Devilish drunk.

Duke of Medina: 

      I had thought he had been a Devil. 
      He made as many noises and as horrible.

Leon: 

      Oh a true lover Sir will lament loudly,
      Which of the butts is your Mistris?

Cacafogo: 

      Butt in thy belly.

Leon: 

      There’s two in thine I am sure, ’tis grown so monstrous.

Cacafogo: 

Butt in thy face.

Leon: 

Go carry him to sleep,
A fools love should be drunk, he has paid well for’t too. 
When he is sober let him out to rail,
Or hang himself, there will be no loss of him.

[Exit Caca. and Servant.

[Enter Perez, and Estifania.]

Leon: 

Who’s this? my Mauhound cousin?

Michael Perez: