Lodged in the grave, I am not yet at home; Sleeps, Heaven knows where: would she and Imy wife - I mean, but what, alas! talk I of wife? Aurel. This is not Patience required in wrongs of such vile nature: You pity her; think rather on revenge. Aur. Revenge! for what, uncharitable friend? On whom? let's speak a little, pray, with reason. You found Spinella in Adurni's house; 'Tis like he gave her welcome-very likely ; Her sister and another with her; so! Invited, nobly done; but he with her Privately chamber'd:-he deserves no wife Of worthy quality, who dares not trust Her virtue in the proofs of any danger. Aurel. But I broke ope the doors upon them. Aur. Marry, It was a slovenly presumption, And punishable by a sharp rebuke. I tell you, sir, I, in my younger growth, The freedom of such favour into scorn. Aurel. Adurni might have done the like; but The conscience of his fault, in coward blood, Aur. O fie, fie! How ill some argue, in their sour reproof, Against a party liable to law! For had that lord offended with that creature, Aurel. 'Tis well you make such use of neighbours' courtesy : Some kind of beasts are tame, and hug their injuries; Such way leads to a fame too! Aur. Not uncivilly, Though violently, friend.3 Aurel. Wherefore, then, think you, Can she absent herself, if she be blameless? claim'd; And I in person told her your return: Where lies she hid the while? 3 Not uncivilly, Though violently, friend.] i. e. Do not use rude language, however warm you may be. Aur. That rests for answer In you; now I come to you: we have exchanged I fawn upon your fortunes, or intrude Aur. By all my sorrows, The mention is too coarse. Aurel. Since then the occasion Presents our discontinuance, use your liberty; For my part, I am resolute to die The same my life profess'd me. Was never in suspicion; but consider, A speedy execution on her trespass; Then with a justice, lawful as the magistrate's, Might I have drawn my sword against Adurni, Which now is sheath'd and rusted in the scabbard, Good thanks to your cheap providence !-Once more I make demand-my wife!-you,—sir— Aurel. Roar louder, [Draws his sword. The noise affrights not me; threaten your enemies, And prove a valiant tongue-man;-now must follow, By way of method, the exact condition Of rage which runs to mutiny in friendship. Auria, come on, this weapon looks not pale [Draws. At sight of that-Again hear, and believe it, I'd do't and do't, and boast the pains religious; Aur. Honour and duty Stand my compurgators: never did passion Against Aurelio; let me rather want My hands, nay, friend, a heart, than ever suffer Aurel, So, doubtless, She may be soon discover'd. Aur. That's spoke cheerfully. Why there's a friend now!—Auria and Aurelio But look, Castanna's here!-welcome, fair figure |