more supportable.

_Mar._ Read here, and change thy Wonder, when thou knowst
How happy Man can be. [Gives him a Letter.
[_Silvio_ reads.]

_Marcel_,

_Dormida_ will have me tell you what Effects your Vows have made,
and how easily they have drawn from me a Consent to see you, as you
desir'd,this Night in my Chamber: you have sworn to marry me, and
Love will have me credit you, and then methinks I ought not to deny
you any thing, nor question your Virtue. _Dormida_ will wait to
throw you down the Key, when all are in Bed, that will conduct you
to Your _Clarinda_.

_Silv._ Damn her for a Dissembler!
Is this the chaste, the excellent _Clarinda_,
Who whilst I courted, was as cold and nice,
As a young Nun the day she is invested?

_Mar._ How now, Brother! what, displeased with it?
[Takes the Letter.

_Silv._ A little, Sir, to see another's Happiness,
Whilst I, where e'er I pay my Vows and Sighs,
Get nothing but Disdain; and yet this Shape
And Face I never thought unhandsom.

_Mar._ These be the least approaches to a Heart;
'Tis not dull looking well will do the feat,
There is a Knack in Love, a critical Minute:
And Women must be watcht as Witches are,
E'er they confess, and then they yield apace.

Enter a _Boy_.

_Boy._ Sir, there's without a Servant of Don _Alonzo's_, who says his
Master will be here to Night.
[_Marcel_ is surprized.

_Mar._ _Alonzo_! now I begin to wake
From Love, like one from some delightful Dream,
To reassume my wonted Cares and Shame.
--I will not speak with him. [Exit _Boy_.
Oh _Hippolyta_! thou poor lost thing, _Hippolyta_!
How art thou fallen from Honour, and from Virtue,
And liv'st in Whoredom with an impious Villain,
Who in revenge to me has thus betray'd thee.
Keep thy self closer than thou'st done thy Sin;
For if I find thee out, by all that's good,
Thou hadst more Mercy on thy slaughter'd Honour,
Than I will have for thee.
And thou, _Antonio_, that hast betray'd her,
Who till profan'd by thee, was chaste as Shrines,
And pure as are the Vows are offer'd there,
That Rape which thou'st committed on her Innocence,
I will revenge as shall become her Brother.
[Offers to go out in rage.

_Silv._ Stay, _Marcel_,
I can inform you where these Lovers are.

_Mar._ Oh tell me quickly then,
That I may take them in their foul Embraces,
And send their Souls to Hell.

_Silv._ Last