LOR. To weep, I fear, but not to tender love. LAZ. Why, is she not a woman? she must weep Awhile, as widows use, till their first sleep; Who in the morrow following will be sold To new, before the first are throughly cold. So Bell’-Imperia; for this is common; The more she weeps, the more she plays the woman. LOR. Come then, howe’er it hap, Andrea shall be cross’d. LAZ. Let me alone, I’ll turn him to a ghost. [_Exeunt_ LORENZO _and_ LAZAROTTO. _Manent_ JERONIMO _and_ HORATIO.[295] JER. Farewell, true brace of villains; Come hither, boy Horatio, didst thou hear them? HOR. O my true-breasted father, my ears Have suck’d in poison, deadly poison: Murder Andrea! O inhuman practice! Had not your reverend years been present here, I should have poniarded the villain’s bowels, And shoved his soul out to damnation. Murder Andrea! honest lord! impious villains! JER. I like thy true heart, boy; thou lov’st thy friend: It is the greatest argument and sign, That I begot thee, for it shows thou ’rt mine. HOR. O father, ’tis a charitable deed To prevent those that would make virtue bleed! I’ll despatch letters to Don Andrea; Unfold their hellish practice, damn’d intent, Against the virtuous rivers of his life. Murder Andrea! _Enter_ ISABELLA. JER. Peace: who comes here? news, news, Isabella. ISA. What news, Jeronimo? JER. Strange news: Lorenzo is become an honest man. ISA. Is this your wondrous news? JER. Is it not wondrous To have honesty in hell? go, tell it abroad now; But see you put no new additions to it, As thus--shall I tell you, gossip? Lorenzo is Become an honest man:--beware, beware; for honesty, Spoken in derision, points out knavery. O, then, take heed; that jest would not be trim, He’s a great man, therefore we must not knave him. In, gentle soul; I’ll not be long away, As short my body, short shall be my stay.[296] [_Exit_ ISABELLA. HOR. Murder Andrea! what blood-sucking slave Could choke bright honour in a scabbard grave! JER. What, harping still upon Andrea’s death? Have courage, boy: I shall prevent their plots, And make them both stand like two politic sots. HOR. Lorenzo has a reach as far as hell To hook the devil from his flaming cell: O sprightly father, he’ll outreach you then; Knaves longer reaches have than honest men. JER. But, boy, fear not, I will outstretch them all, My mind’s a giant, though my bulk be small.[297] [_Exeunt._ _Enter the_ KING OF PORTUGAL, BALTHEZAR, ALEXANDRO, DON VOLLUPO, _and others: a Peal of Ordnance; within, a great shout of People._ KING. What is the meaning of this loud report? ALEX. An embassy, my lord, is new arrived from Spain.