Then do but this, and I will make thee free, And rich withal; learn where Erastus is, And bring me word, and I'll reward thee well. PISTON. That I will, sir; I shall find you at the castle, shall I not? PHILIPPO. Yes. PISTON. Why, I'll be here, as soon as ever I come again. [_Exit_ PISTON. PHILIPPO. But for assurance that he may not 'scape, We'll lay the ports and havens round about; And let proclamation straight be made, That he that can bring forth the murderer, Shall have three thousand ducats for his pain: Myself will see the body borne from hence, And honoured with balm and funeral. [_Exeunt._ _Enter_ PISTON. God sends fortune to fools: Did you ever see wise men escape as I have done? I must betray my master! Ay, but when, can you tell? _Enter_ PERSEDA. See where Perseda comes, to save me a labour.-- After my most hearty commendations, This is to let you understand, that my master Was in good health at the sending hereof? Yours for ever, and ever, and ever, In most humble wise, Piston. [_Then he delivers her the chain._ PERSEDA. This makes me think that I have been too cruel:-- [_Aside._ How got he this from off Lucina's arm? PISTON. 'Faith, in a mummery and a pair of false dice; I was one of the mummers myself, simple as I stand here. PERSEDA. I rather think it cost him very dear. PISTON. Ay, so it did; for it cost Ferdinando his life. PERSEDA. How so? PISTON. After we had got the chain in mummery, And lost our box in counter-cambio, My master wore the chain about his neck; Then Ferdinando met us on the way, And revil'd my master, saying he stole the chain: With that they drew, and there Ferdinando had the prickado. PERSEDA. And whither fled my poor Erastus then? PISTON. To Constantinople, whither I must follow him.-- But ere he went, with many sighs and tears He deliver'd me the chain, and bad me give it you For perfect argument that he was true, And you too credulous. PERSEDA. Ah, stay no more, For I can hear no more. PISTON. And I can sing no more. PERSEDA.