Jasp. But who are here?

Anto. What, more! 
By Heav’ns Francisco and his Friend Sebastian! 
Both dead too!  Death has had a Feast to Night. 
Do not we Dream?  As for this Womans Death,
Surely her Fathers Soul did guide my hand
To strike the blow, since needs she must betray
Her Honour to Francisco, in these meetings! 
But oh, my Sword hath pierc’d my Friend Gerardo. 
What Fatal Accident mixt his Blood with theirs. 
But stay, there’s Light appears, slip into the Grotto.

    [Exeunt.

  Enter Servant, Captain, and Watch, with two Torches.

Serv. Here is the dismal place I told you of, And here the Bodies.

Capt. A fight most terrible in time of Peace!  But did Francisco still deny her Death?

Serv. To his last moment;
He did confess he had abus’d her,
But would have plac’d her Death upon my Lord. 
And seem’d as much to wonder we deny’d it
As we that he did so.

Capt. What said Sebastian?

Serv. He scarce did speak a word after I shot him.

Capt. Had we not best to knock, and call Antonio?

Serv. He’s not at Home.

Capt. Yes, but I’m sure he is.

Serv. He was not late at Night, for I was there.

Capt. That’s strange, for just at shutting in o’th’ Evening
I met him at a House that stands i’th’ Suburbs,
Saying, he would go Home. 
I think however we had best to knock.

Serv. My dying Lord made it his last desire, That Caelia might not be disturb’d this Night.

Capt. Well, take the Bodies up, and keep e’m safe,
You shall to the Vice-Roy’s presently with me,
I scarce perform my trust, if I detain
The knowledge of so strange an Accident
A moment from his Ears, whose Wisdom will
Direct in this, which far exceeds my skill.

    [Exeunt.

  Enter Antonio_ and Jasper._

Jasp. You see, my Lord, that I was in the right, I only said, it was my Ladies Gown, But never did affirm it was her Person.

Anto. And I am glad it is not:  Now, if Nurse
Fails too in her discovery, I am safe,
For if we keep our Councel, all these Deaths
Lye pat amongst themselves, and there’s not one,
Except Gerardo, that I’d wish alive;
He was my friend, and it looks Ominous,
That I should Wound him so, though after Death: 
Jasper, thy diligence shan’t want Reward,
But that must follow:  Come, let’s away.
    [Exit.

Jasp. My Reward follows!  I believe it does;
’Faith, my good Lord, be sure it be a good one,
Or be content to hang for Company;
Now hap what will, I’le rid him with this murther;
Till I do make him spend’s Estate to Bribe me: 
“I was his Slave before for fear; but now
I’le make him mine, since I this secret know.”
    [Exit.