ow; and command legions
Of knowing spirits that can doe more then these.
Any of this my guard that circle me 75
In these blew fires, and out of whose dim fumes
Vast murmurs use to break, and from their sounds
Articulat voyces, can doe ten parts more
Than open such sleight truths as you require.

_Fri._ From the last nights black depth I call'd up one 80
Of the inferiour ablest ministers,
And he could not resolve mee. Send one, then,
Out of thine owne command to fetch the paper
That Monsieur hath to shew to Count Montsurry.

_Beh._ I will. Cartophylax! thou that properly 85
Hast in thy power all papers so inscrib'd,
Glide through all barres to it, and fetch that paper.

_Cartophylax._ I will. _A torch removes._

_Fri._ Till he returnes (great prince of darknesse)
Tell me if Monsieur and the Count Montsurry 90
Are yet encounter'd.

_Beh._ Both them and the Guise
Are now together.

_Fri._ Show us all their persons,
And represent the place, with all their actions.

_Beh._ The spirit will strait return, and then Ile shew thee.
See, he is come. Why brought'st thou not the paper? 95

_Car._ He hath prevented me, and got a spirit
Rais'd by another, great in our command,
To take the guard of it before I came.

_Beh._ This is your slacknesse, not t'invoke our powers
When first your acts set forth to their effects. 100
Yet shall you see it and themselves. Behold
They come here, & the Earle now holds the paper.

_Ent[er] Mons[ieur], Gui[se], Mont[surry], with a
paper._

_Buss._ May we not heare them?

[_Fri._] No, be still and see.

_Buss._ I will goe fetch the paper.

_Fri._ Doe not stirre.
There's too much distance, and too many locks 105
Twixt you and them (how neere so e're they seeme)
For any man to interrupt their secrets.

_Tam._ O honour'd spirit, flie into the fancie
Of my offended lord; and doe not let him
Beleeve what there the wicked man hath written. 110

_Beh._ Perswasion hath already enter'd him
Beyond reflection; peace, till their departure!

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_Monsieur._ There is a glasse of ink wh