False pleasure to true ignominy. [_Exit_

JUSTINA-- I
Appeal to Heaven against thee; so that Heaven
May scatter thy delusions, and the blot
Upon my fame vanish in idle thought,
Even as flame dies in the envious air,
And as the flow'ret wanes at morning frost,
And thou shouldst never--But alas! to whom
Do I still speak?--Did not a man but now
Stand here before me?--No, I am alone,
And yet I saw him. Is he gone so quickly?
Or can the heated mind engender shapes
From its own fear? Some terrible and strange
Peril is near. Lisander! father! lord!
Livia!--

_Enter +Lisander+ and +Livia+._

LISANDER--O my daughter! what?

LIVIA-- What?

JUSTINA-- Saw you
A man go forth from my apartment now?--
I scarce sustain myself!

LISANDER-- A man here!

JUSTINA--Have you not seen him?

LIVIA-- No, lady.

JUSTINA--I saw him.

LISANDER-- 'Tis impossible; the doors
Which led to this apartment were all locked.

_Livia_ [_aside_]--I dare say it was Moscon whom she saw,
For he was locked up in my room.

LISANDER-- It must
Have been some image of thy phantasy.
Such melancholy as thou feedest is
Skillful in forming such in the vain air
Out of the motes and atoms of the day.

LIVIA--My master's in the right.

JUSTINA-- Oh, would it were
Delusion; but I fear some greater ill.
I feel as if out of my bleeding bosom
My heart was torn in fragments; ay,
Some mortal spell is wrought against my frame.
So potent was the charm, that had not God
Shielded my humble innocence from wrong,
I should have sought my sorrow and my shame
With willing steps. Livia, quick, bring my cloak,
For I must seek refuge from these extremes
Even in the temple of the highest God
Which secretly the faithful worship.

LIVIA-- Here.

_Justina_ [_putting on her cloak_]--In this, as in a shroud of
snow, may I
Quench the consuming fire in which I burn,
Wasting away!

LISANDER-- And I will go with thee!

_Livia_ [_aside_]--When I once see them safe out of the house,
I shall breathe freely.

JUSTINA-- So do I confi