ACT FOUR
4.1*
Enter FREDERICK [and] GABRIEL.

640FrederickThou art so honest that I am ashamed
        The vice of anger blinded so my reason,
        As not to see through thy transparent breast
        A true and noble heart, such as becomes
        A kinsman and a friend to her I love.
        I can see now, and read thy integrity
        And, by the light of that, th’inhuman* falsehood
        Of that Court-monster, that compacted piece
        Of rapine, pride and lust.

641GabrielYet this is he
        That did aspire to be a glorious courtier.

642FrederickCourtier? A mere vainglorious impostor,*
        Pretending favour, having nothing less.
        Witness his want of merit. Merit only
        It is that smooths the brow of majesty,
        And takes the comfort of those precious beauties
        Which shine from grace divine; and he’s a traitor
        (No way to stand a courtier) that, to feed
        His lusts and riots, works out of his subjects
        The means, by forging grants of the King᾿s favour.*

643GabrielWhat my master has suffered by his forgeries
        I know to be the shipwreck even of all
        Except his daughter; and what his aim at her
        Was, I think appears to you; and what she might
        Have suffered by’t, we both may guess, only we hope
        Her virtue would have been a guard to her beauty.

644Frederick’Tis plain he never loved her virtuously
        That is fallen mad for another.

645GabrielThat madness is his fate, which renders him
        Into my master’s hands to restore all again.
        Aye,* note the justice of it.

646FrederickBut as his fortune by the other’s ruin
        Shall be advanced, I shall be more rejected.

647GabrielThat foul mistrust much misbecomes a lover.*
        Rejected, sir? By whom? Charissa’s constant to you,
        And time will clear his frowns. And put you on
        Now, the same confidence you had before
        His wanting fortune raised a storm against you.
        Your noble friend Sir Raphael has already
        By learnèd reasons and court-oratory
        Prevailed for you to visit her; and now
        You're come within the verge o’th’ house, do you shrink?
        See, a good omen: they issue forth to meet you.
Enter MENDICANT, RAPHAEL [and] CHARISSA.

648Mendicant   [not noticing FREDERICK and GABRIEL, who are at one side of the stage]   I’ll hear no more on’t, sir, and am much sorry
        That so much lip-labour is spent already
        Upon so vain a subject. Give me leave, then,
        To wonder at your light inconstancy,
        Your want of resolution, yea, of judgement.*

649GabrielHe is flown off again.

650RaphaelDid you not give me leave to send for him,
        Who now is come to tender his affection
[indicating FREDERICK and GABRIEL, to whom CHARISSA crosses]*

        Unto your daughter?

651MendicantDid not you first promise
        To give assurance of fit jointure for her,
        Proportionable to her dowry, which
        You now are started from?*

652RaphaelI understood not
        Nor can yet understand more of her dowry
        Than a thousand pound which her uncle left her,
        And answerably to that I will make good her jointure.

653MendicantOh, you are short, sir!
        I mean to make her worth ten thousand more
        Out of my estate in the mad Ferdinand,
        Another ten thousand to redeem my land.
        Ten thousand more I’ll keep in bank* for purchase.

654Raphael   [Aside]   A judgement’s fallen upon him: he’s mad too,
        Struck lunatic with his o’er-weening hopes
        Sprung from the other’s misery.

655Mendicant   [To Frederick]   And so, sir, as you came you may depart.
        For ‘less you bring a thousand pound* per annum
        T’assure upon her,* she’s no wife for you.

656Frederick   [to RAPHAEL]   Oh sir, you had better left me in that peace
        I lately slept in, without any hope
        Of seeing her again, than by your summons
        To startle me back from a quiet death
        To kill me thus with tantalizing tortures.

657MendicantThank then your learnèd friend, who failed me in
        His undertaking for you, and for her.
        If walls and locks can hold her, she no more
        Shall tantalise you.

658RaphaelWherein have I failed, sir?

659MendicantSir, in assuring jointure to her dowry.

660RaphaelSir, to no possible dowry you can give her;
        But you propound the estate you have i’ th’ moon.
        When shall you take possession, think you, of your
        Lordship of Lunacy in the Cynthian orb?*

661MendicantI shall climb thither, sir, without the help
        Of your heaven-scaling ladder of philosophy.*

662Raphael    [Taking MENDICANT aside and whispering to him]   Nay then, sir, hear me.

663MendicantWhat? In private, sir?

664FrederickRemember, sweet, your vow.

665CharissaMost constantly.
        And let me conjure you by this.   [CHARISSA] kisse[s FREDERICK].   

666FrederickAnd this–   [FREDERICK kisses CHARISSA.]   

667CharissaThat you forget not yours.

668Gabriel   [positioning himself to block MENDICANT's view of CHARISSA and FREDERICK]   Quick, quick! I’ll stand before you.

669CharissaAnd time at length will point us out a means
        After a short long-seeming separation
        To meet and reunite our vows and faiths
        With greater strength and fervour.

670Mendicant   [prising CHARISSA from FREDERICK]   Ha! I’ll part you.
           [To RAPHAEL]   Was it for that you whispered, politic sir?
           [To GABRIEL]   And couldst thou stand their screen?
        Thou treacherous varlet, out of my doors!

671GabrielFor what offence?

672MendicantDar’st* thou expostulate?
        Thou death-deserving villain!
[Drawing a sword on GABRIEL, MENDICANT] hurts him.

           [To CHARISSA]   And housewife, get you in!   [To GABRIEL, FREDERICK and RAPHAEL]   You may depart, sirs!
           [To CHARISSA]   Has your love blinded you?   [seizing her hand]   I’ll lead you then!

673Raphael   [Aside]   Madness at height!

674MendicantWill you along??!!

675CharissaOh sir, you are unkind!
        Love than a wilfull father is less blind.[MENDICANT and CHARISSA] exit

676RaphaelFriend, has he hurt thee?

677GabrielI am sure I bleed for’t.

678RaphaelWhy, how now, Frederick? Despair not, man.
        He has vexed me, and out of my vexation
        Shall spring thy comfort. I will labour for thee.
        I’ll study nothing more than tobeguile
        This watchful fury,* this Hesperian dragon.*
        Say to thyself, and boldly, she’s thine own,
        And for thy means, basta! let me alone.

679FrederickYou are my noble patron.

680GabrielTurned away!
        As I was his servingman, I am rewarded.
        ’Tis common with us creatures to [be]* served so:
        But as I am no more his servant, I
        Am free to vindicate myself out of
        The wrong done to my blood (which is the same
        With his) by him rejected and despised.
Enter CIT-WIT.

681Cit-witSir Andrew Mendicant at home?

682GabrielNot to be spoken with at this time, sir.

683Cit-witPray let him know that the Lady Strangelove
        Requires him suddenly to remove his madman
        Out of her house, or she must take a course
        Much to his disadvantage.

684GabrielIn good time, sir.

685Cit-wit   [Aside]   This is a surly fellow; and though I have sworn,
        The humour of fighting is scarce warm in me yet.
           [Aloud]   And she advises him to find a better doctor for him,
        For this has taken a wrong course.
[To RAPHAEL]

686GabrielSay you so, sir?

687Cit-witI’ll tell you as a secret. The physician thought to have cured his patient, who has been a notable gamester at in-and-in,* between my Lady’s legs. If I and two or three more (but chiefly myself indeed) had not rescued her, the doctor had held the lady cow to the mad bull.

688GabrielMay I believe this?

689Cit-wit   [Aside]   He thinks I lie now. And should he gi’ me the lie, the virtue of my oath were questionable.*

690GabrielIs this upon your knowledge, sir?

691Cit-witTrue upon my life. So farewell, honest friend.Exit [CIT-WIT].

692GabrielThis may prove sport and business* too.

693RaphaelWe will do something suddenly.

694GabrielWhat if you take me into that something too?
        I guess it is some stratagem to beguile
        The cautious father of his injured daughter.

695Raphael   [To FREDERICK]   This fellow will betray us.

696FrederickI will venture
        All that I have, my fortune in Charissa,
        On his fidelity, sir: his thoughts are mine.

697RaphaelCupid and Mercury favour our design!* [RAPHAEL, GABRIEL and FREDERICK exit.]*
4.2
Enter COURT-WIT and DOCTOR.

698Court-witYour judgement, by your favour,* Mr. Doctor,
        Much failed you in that case.

699DoctorYour reason yet may plead
        Mine innocence, that drew her but to visit him.

700Court-witBut that drew on his fury; and though reason
        May argue much for you, she can hear none,
        Nor any understand. The swift affrightment
        Upon her strength of passion,* struck so deep
        A sense into her,* that it* has deprived her
        Of all her proper senses. She is even mad, sir.

701DoctorNot past my cure, and by a present means.
        Pray, win her hither to see a madder object
        Than is herself, and see how that will work.

702Court-witI’ll gladly add my pains unto your skill.[COURT-WIT] exits

703DoctorCome forth into the air. Conduct him gently.
Enter SERVANTS, [carrying FERDINAND in a chair].*

704[Ferdinand]*Into the air! Set me upon Mount Lathmos,*
        Where I may see and contemplate the beauty
        Of my adored Diana,* or carry me
        Up to Hymettus’ top, Cytheron, Othrisor Pindus,
        Where she affects to walk and take the air,
        Or tarry, stay: perhaps she hunts today
        I’ th’ woods of Marathon, or Erymanthus.

705DoctorThat’s a long journey, sir.

706[Ferdinand]*You’re a long-bearded fool.

707DoctorI thought I had been a physician. But sir,
        You shall not need t’expose yourself to travel:
        Your goddess will descend into this garden.
        Pass but time here a while and she’ll come to you.

708[Ferdinand]*We will have jovial pastime.* Shall we run
        At base,* or leapfrog, or dance naked
        To entertain her, or what do you think
        Of downright drink and singing?

709DoctorThat’s best of all.

710FerdinandLet’s have a mad catch then.
Enter COURT-[WIT,] SWAIN[-WIT and] STRANGELOVE.*

711Court-witHere, Madam, may you see the madman’s revels

712Swain-witAnd after that the doctor’s tragicomedy.*

713FerdinandAre not your windpipes tuned* yet? Sing a catch!*
        So, now a dance!   [Rising from his chair and cavorting about]   I am all air! A-hey! A-hey!*
        I thank thee, Mercury, that hast lent thy wings
        Unto my feet. Play me my country dance.
        Stand all you by. These lasses and these swains
        Are for my company.
He dances a conceited country dance, first doing his honours, then as leading forth his lass. He dances both man and woman’s actions, as if the dance consisted of two or three couples. At last as offering to kiss his lass, he fancies that they are all vanished, and espies Strangelove.

        How now! all vanished, ha!
        It is no marvel that the lesser lights
        Become obscured when Cynthia appears,*
        Let me with adoration fall before
        Thy deity, great goddess.

714StrangeloveKeep him from me.

715Swain-witYou must approach no nearer, sir. The goddess
        Is not so confident in her divinity
        As to trust you in reach of her.

716Court-witKeep back, sir.

717FerdinandWhat Hydras, Gorgons and Chimeras are you,
        Centaurs and Harpies, that dare interpose
        Between my hopes and my felicity?

718Court-witDoctor, away with him.

719DoctorCarry him to his chamber,
        And hold him down. His raging fit is on him.

720FerdinandWas night made to surprise men at noonday?
        Or shall the charms of Hecate take force
        To dim Apollo’s brightness?* So’t must be,
        When gods themselves give way to destiny.
[SERVANTS, having forced FERDINAND back into his chair, carry him offstage.]*

721Swain-wit   [Pulling DOCTOR back from the departing group]*   They are enough to hold and bind him too.
        Come you afore the lady.

722DoctorWhat’s her pleasure?

723Swain-wit’Tis to do justice upon thee, O Doctor.
        Stir, or cry out, or give the least resistance,
        And I will cut thy head off before judgement.

724DoctorWhat outrage do you intend?

725Court-witOutrage! Can you think of an outrage above the horror you offered to this lady, to violate her chastity? Her honour?

726DoctorYou cannot say so.

727Swain-wit’Tis said, and you are guilty. Proceed to judgement, Madam.

728StrangeloveI first would hear your censures.
Enter CIT-WIT.

729Cit-witAnd mine among the rest, good Madam. I have taken care that a new doctor shall be brought. Therefore in the first place my censure is that this be presently hanged out o’ the way.

730Court-witThat’s too high strained.* What think you, Madam, if to rectify his judgement, we picked all the errors of his brain: first, opening the pericranium,* then take out the cerebrum, wash it in albo vino, till it be thoroughly* cleansed, and then —

731Swain-witPox o’ your albo vino and his cerebrum taking out! That were a way to kill him. We must not be guilty* of the death of a dog-leech, but have him purged a safer way.

732StrangeloveHow? Proceed.

733Swain-witWe will fill his belly full of whey, or buttermilk, put him naked into a hogshead, then put into the same an hundred broken urinals, then close up the vessel and roll your garden with it.

734DoctorI trust they cannot mean any such mischief.
[Horn blows offstage.]*

735StrangeloveHark ye, gentlemen! Do you hear?

736Cit-witYes, Madam, ’tis a sow-gelder.

737StrangeloveFetch in that minister of justice.

738Cit-witWho, Madam? The sow-gelder?

739Swain-witWe’ll make a doctor-gelder of him tho’, and my Lady be so minded.

740Cit-witThat will be sport indeed.Exit [CIT-WIT].

741Court-witBut will you see the execution, Madam?

742StrangeloveWhy not as well as other women have
        Seen the dissections of anatomies,**
        And executed men ripped up and quartered?*
        This spectacle will be comical to those.

743DoctorThey dare not do the thing they would have me fear.

744Swain-witNow, Doctor, you look heavily, methinks,
        You shall be lighter by two stone presently.*

745DoctorYou will not murder me?

746Swain-witStir not, nor make least noise,
        As you hope ever to be heard again.

747DoctorI would I could pray now to any purpose.
Enter CIT-WIT [and SOW-]GELDER.*

748Cit-witI have brought him: the rarest fellow, Madam.
           [To DOCTOR]   And do you thank your fortune in him, Doctor,
        For he can sing a charm (he says) shall make
        You feel no pain in your libbing or after it.
        No tooth-drawer or corn-cutter did ever work
        With so little feeling to a patient.

749StrangeloveSing then: he shall not suffer without a song.
Song.

750Swain-witWhat, must he be stripped now? Or will letting down his breeches be enough?

751DoctorYou dare not use this violence upon me
        More rude than rage of prentices.*

752Cit-witDoctor, it is decreed.

753DoctorYou cannot answer it.

754Court-witBetter by law than you can the intent
        Of rape upon the lady.
[SOW-GELDER, who has been unpacking his professional equipment, gets it ready for use: he whets his knife, lays out linen, places a basin by table.]*

755DoctorThat was not to have been my act,
        nor was it done.

756Swain-witWhen this is done we’ll talk w’ye.    [To COURT-WIT and CIT-WIT]   Come, lay him cross this table. Hold each of you a leg of him,    [To DOCTOR]   and hold you your peace, Dodipoll. And for his arms let me alone.   [SWAIN-WIT, COURT-WIT and CIT-WIT position themselves accordingly.]   Do your work, gelder.

757DoctorHold! I have a secret to deliver to my Lady.

758Swain-witYou shall be delivered of your secrets presently.

759DoctorIf I tell her not that shall give her pardon,
        Then let me suffer. Hear me, sweet Madam.

760StrangeloveForbear him, let him down.

761Swain-wit‘Sweet’, sayst? Thou art not, I’ll be sworn.*

762StrangeloveWell, sir, your weighty secret now to save your trifles.

763DoctorIn private, I beseech you, Madam, for I dare but whisper’t.

764StrangeloveYou shall allow me so much wariness as to have one at least to be my guard, and witness.

765Doctor   [Indicating COURT-WIT]   This gentleman, then, Madam.

766Cit-wit   [To SWAIN-WIT]   We are shut out of counsel.

767Swain-witNo matter. I list not be no nearer him: no more would my cousin had he my nose.* But where’s Mr. Dainty and your finical Mistress Phil all this while tho’?

768Cit-witNo matter, but I ha’ sworn, you know. Therefore I say no more, but I have sworn.

769Court-witWhat a strange tale is this! I can’t believe it.

770StrangeloveI do, and did before suspect it and framed this counterfeit plot upon you, Doctor, to work out the discovery: would I ha’ seen you gelt, d’ye* think? That would have rendered me more brutish than the women barbers. Look, sir, this is no gelder, but one of my house music.   [To SOW-GELDER]   Go,* your part is done.   Exit [SOW-GELDER].    And for th’affright you gave me, Doctor, I am even w’ye.

771Swain-witThe Devil fright him next for a spurgingskitterbrook! ’Twere good you would call to burn some perfumes, Madam.

772StrangeloveBut for the secret you have told me, I’ll keep it secret yet. I will keep you so too, and from your patient.
Enter BOY.

773[Boy]*There’s a new doctor come already, Madam,
        To the madman.

774StrangeloveFrom Sir Andrew Mendicant?

775BoyHis servant brought him.

776DoctorI pray, what doctor is it?

777StrangeloveEngage yourself with no desire to know,
        But, for the good you find, fit thanks to owe.
        So, come with me, and come you, gentlemen.[BOY, STRANGELOVE, DOCTOR, CIT-WIT,
COURT-WIT and SWAIN-WIT] all exit.
4.3
Enter FREDERICK [disguised by a beard and dressed] in a doctor’s habit [which conceals a dagger]; GABRIEL with two swords under his cloak; FERDINAND upon a bed [where he is] bound and held down by SERVANTS.

778FerdinandHeap yet more mountains, mountains upon
        Mountains, Pindus on Ossa, Atlas on Olympus,
        I’ll carry that which carries heaven, do you
        But lay’t upon me!

779Frederick   [To SERVANTS]   Forbear! You’ll stifle him.
        Take off the needless weight of your rude bodies.
        Unbind him and stand off, to give him air.

780ServantSir, though you are a physician, I am no fool. Take heed what you do. He’s more than six of us hold when his hot fit’s upon him.* He would now tear you to pieces should you let him loose.

781[Frederick]*The danger, then, be mine. Let him sit up.   [SERVANTS move away from bed, on which FERDINAND now sits up.]   Is not he civil now?

782ServantAye, for how long? do you note that Hercules eye* there?

783FrederickI charge you, quit the room.

784Servant’Tis but to come again when we are called.

785FrederickBe not within the hearing of a call,
        Or if you chance to hear me, though I cry
        ’Murder!’, I charge you come not at me.

786Servant’Tis but a doctor out o’ the way; and that’s no loss while there are so many, the best cannot live by the worst. [SERVANTS exit.]

787Frederick   [To GABRIEL, who does as he is told]   Keep the door fast.   [To FERDINAND, who is still on the bed]   You are much missed abroad, sir,
        And chiefly by the ladies, who now want
        The courtships, banquets, and the costly presents
        In which you wonted to abound to ’em.


789FrederickNay, nay, sit still, sir. They say you’re mad,
        Mad with conceit of being a favourite
        Before your time, that is, before you had merit
        More than a tumour of vainglory in you;
        And in especial care for your recovery
        I am sent to administer unto you: but first
        To let you blood.
[FREDERICK produces a] dagger.

790FerdinandHo! Murder, Murder, Murder!

791FrederickAre you so sensible already? Do not stir
        Nor cry too loud. Does the mere apprehension
        Of blood-letting affright your madness? Then
        Reason may come again.
[FREDERICK uses dagger to cut FERDINAND's restraints.]

792Ferdinand   [Getting to his feet and moving away from FREDERICK with his dagger]   The battle of Musselburgh Field* was a brave one.

793FrederickOh, do you fly out again?
FERD[INAND] sings part of the old song, and acts it madly.*

794FrederickThis is pretty, but back from the purpose.
[FERDINAND]*sings again.

795FrederickWill you come to the point, sir?
FERDINAND sings again.

796FrederickWe but lose time in this, sir, though it be good testimony of your memory in an old song. But do you know me?

797Ferdinand   [Falling to his knees before FREDERICK]   Not know my sovereign lord? Cursed be those knees
        And hearts that fall not prostrate at his feet!*

798FrederickThis wild submission no way mitigates
        My wrongs, or alters resolution in me
        To cure or kill you quickly.
[Removing his false beard and doctor's gown and casting them upon the bed]*

        Do you know me now, sir?
        Or have you known Charissa? Do you start, sir?
        There’s sign of reason in you, then; but be’t
        By reason or by chance, that you awake
        Out of your frantic slumber to perceive me,
        My cause and my revenge is still the same,
        Which I will prosecute according to
        My certain wrong, and not your doubtful reason,
        Since, reasonless, you laid those wrongs upon me
        When you were counted wise, great, valiant, and whatnot
        That cries a courtier up* and gives him power
        To trample on his betters.

799FerdinandWho talks this mortal to? I am a spirit.

800FrederickSure, I shall find you flesh, and penetrable.

801FerdinandI would but live to subdue the Pisidians,
        And so to bring the Lydians under tribute*

802FrederickYou would but live t’abuse more credulous fathers
        With courtly promises and golden hopes
        For your own lustful ends upon their daughters.
        Think (if you can think now) upon Charissa,
        Charissa who was mine in faith and honour,
        Till you ignobly (which is damnably)
        By a false promise with intent to whore her
        Diverted her weak father from the match
        To my eternal loss. Now whether you
        Have wit or no wit to deny’t, or stand to’t,
        Or whether you have one, or ten men’s strength,
        Or all, or none at all, I’ll fight or kill you.
        Yet, like a gentleman, I’ll call upon you.
[Throwing away his dagger]*

           [To GABRIEL, who moves downstage on summons]   Give me the swords.   [To FERDINAND]   They are of equal length:
        Take you free choice.

803FerdinandPish!
Run[ning] back [from the swords which FREDERICK is presenting to him].

804FrederickI cast that to you then.   [Throwing one of the swords to FERDINAND]   Hand it, or die a
        Madman.

805FerdinandO, ho, ho, ho–*

806GabrielAll this, sir, to a madman!*

807FrederickI have a cause to be more mad than he,
        And in that cause I’ll fight.

808GabrielHe knows not what you tell him.

809FrederickI tell’t the devil in him, then, to divulge it
        When I have dispossessed him.* I have further
        Reason to kill him yet to cross your master,
        Who has begged his estate.   [To FERDINAND]   Now fight or die a madman!

810Ferdinand   [Visibly coming to his senses]   Hold, Frederick, hold! Thou hast indeed awaked
        Me to see thee and myself.

811Gabriel   [Aside]   He’s not so mad to fight yet: I see that.

812FrederickI’m glad you are yourself, sir. I shall fight
        Now upon honourable terms, and could
        Suppose before your madness counterfeit.

813FerdinandYet hold. Has Mendicant begged me?

814FrederickDuring your madness. What should hinder him?

815FerdinandPut up thy sword.

816FrederickUpon no terms, and you alive.

817FerdinandNot to obtain Charissa?

818Frederick   [Relenting, but not sheathing sword]   As you guessed, sir.

819FerdinandIt shall be by means if gold can win
        Her father’s grant.

820FrederickThat’s most unquestionable.

821FerdinandNot that I dare not fight, do I urge this,
        But that the other is your safer way.

822FrederickYour gold’s too light. I will accept of nothing
        From you while you dare tell me you dare fight.
        Perhaps you doubt of odds.   [To GABRIEL]   Go forth.   [To FERDINAND]   Nay, I
        Will lock him out.

823GabrielYou may:
        For I dare trust you while I go call the lady.Exit [GABRIEL].

824FrederickNow, are you pleased, or dare you now to fight, sir?

825FerdinandI neither will nor dare fight in this cause.

826FrederickThis is a daring courtier!
        How durst you wind yourself in so much danger?
        And why take madness in you, to be bound
        And grappled with so rudely?

827FerdinandKeep my counsel,
        And take Charissa.

828Frederick‘Tis a fair condition.

829FerdinandFirst, for the wrong I did thee, noble youth
        In my design against Charissa’s honour,
        It is confessed, repented, and herself
        For satisfaction to be given to thee.
        I’ll fall upon thy sword else, or be posted,
        And balladed with all disgrace.

830FrederickWell yet.

831FerdinandAnd for my shew of madness, ’twas put on
        For my revenge on this impetuous lady
        To cool these flames (as much of anger as
        Desire) which* her disdain, and tempting malice
        Had raised within me.

832FrederickYou would have ravished her!

833FerdinandI rather thought, she like a cunning lady
        Would have consented to a madman, who
        She might presume could not impeach her honour
        By least detection. Monkeys, fools, and madmen
        That cannot blab, or must not be believed,
        Receive strange favours.

834FrederickAnd on that presumption
        You feigned your madness.


836FrederickBut rather than to fail,
        With your bawd doctor’s help you would ha’ forced her:
        And that’s the counsel you would have me keep
        On your assurance of Charissa to me,
        That your proceeding in your madness here
        May yet find means and opportunity
        To exercise your violence.

837FerdinandSuppose so.

838FrederickThou art not worth my killing now.
        Justice will mark thee for the hangman’s office;
        Nor, were Charissa in thy gift, were she
        In that, worth mine or any good acceptance;
        And for your counsel had—   [Shouting towards upstage doors]   Within there! Madam!

839FerdinandFrederick—

840FrederickThe lady of the house! where are you?
Enter STRANGELOVE, GABRIEL [and] DOCTOR.*

        Will you be pleased to hear a secret, Madam,
        Strangely discovered?

841Strangelove   [To FREDERICK]   I do not slight your act in the discovery,
           [To FERDINAND]   But your imposture, sir, and beastly practice
        Was before whispered to me by your doctor
        To save his epididymis.

842DoctorO, your pardon!

843[Ferdinand]*I am disgraced, undone.

844Strangelove’Tis in my power
        To make you the perpetual shame of Court
        And will assuredly do’t, if you comply not
        With me to make this injured gentleman’s fortune*
        In his beloved Charissa.

845FerdinandMadam, most readily: I have offered it.

846[Strangelove]*I have forecast the way and means already,
        Which we must prosecute with art and speed.
        Good ends oft-times do bad intents succeed.

847FerdinandI’ll be directed by you.

848FrederickNoblest Lady.[STRANGELOVE, GABRIEL, DOCTOR, FREDERICK
and FERDINAND all exit.]
*

Edited by Marion O'Connor