Enter the Watch with one of the Devils Remarkable Habits,
  and a Viol.

1.  Watch. We’ve search’d sufficiently, but all we find Is a poor Devils skin, and a base Viol.

Capt. I, this is like the other, I’m glad ’twas found, ’Twill prove the story true I told your Lordship.

Anto. It does, to my amazement.

Capt. I’m glad it was my hap to meet you here, Your Lordship might have got some mischief else.

Anto. I might indeed, and I’m beholding to you: 
And, Captain, take my word, I’le speak your worth
To the Vice-Roy, who is my Kinsman,
And will take care for to advance your merit.

Capt. In that you’l bind my Service:  Yet, my Lord, Shall I not wait your Lordship to your House?

Anto. No, ’twill be wonder’d at, besides, I’ve Horses here.

Capt. Then Health and a good Night attend your Lordship.

Anto. I thank you.  Captain; here, Watch, there’s some-Thing for you.

1.  Watch. Bless your Noble Lordship.

    [Ex.  Capt. and Watch.

Anto. Jasper!  Did you hear this?

Jasp. Ay, my good Lord, and wonder at it too;
But I do still believe she is a Witch, and only
Did pretend such things to the Captain,
To save a Burning from th’ Inquisition.

Anto. Fetch our Horses.
    [Exit Jasper. 
I do observe this Rogue
Strangely to be amaz’d, what er’es the matter;
I do believe that this was all some Cheat. 
Yet how could that be too, who could Name Lewis. 
But I am mad to be deluded thus! 
For now I think on’t better; in my Passion
I hinted Lewis as a proof for all;
And then this Rogue stood by—­Ay, there it is—­
He’s a Confederate, and contriv’d all this,
To be Reveng’d, but I’le dissemble yet,
And trace his mischiefs further, then I’le kill him,
And stop his mouth from publishing my folly: 
Had not this Accident so strangely happen’d,
What mischief had I done before the Morning: 
I’le put him to his Tryal in the Garden;
Which if he fail in, there shall end his Life,
And he’l deserve it too, when mischiefs tend
To such a height, they must in mischief end. 
He that contriv’d so many to destroy,
Will scarce be punish’d if he barely dye,
Therefore his Villany shall further swell,
When’ts at the height I’le Lanch his Soul to hell.
    [Exit.

  Enter Francisco_ and Sebastian._

Sebast. Couzen, believe me, I am loath to go. 
And I could likewise wish that you were so. 
Oft have I fear’d the danger when I went,
Yet dreaded more the sin then punishment. 
For I consider’d, should I then be slain,
That Death would but begin an endless pain;
Then pardon me, though I could well obey
All Friendships Laws, I dare not do’t this way.