ANS. For thy vows' sake, I pardon thee. Thy oath is now sufficient watch itself Over thy actions: I discharge my jealousy: I've no more use for't now; to give thee way, I'll have an absence made purposely for thee, And presently take horse. I'll leave behind me An opportunity, that shall fear no starting, Let but thy pains deserve it. VOT. I am bound to't. ANS. For a small time farewell, then. Hark thee! [ANSELMUS _whispers to him; and Exit_. VOT. O good sir! It will do wondrous well. What a wild seed Suspicion sows in him, and takes small ground for't! How happy were this lord, if he would leave To tempt his fate, and be resolved he were so! He would be but too rich. Man has some enemy still, that keeps him back In all his fortunes, and his mind it is;[456] And that's a mighty adversary. I had rather Have twenty kings my enemies than that part, For let me be at war with earth and hell, So that be friends with me. I've sworn to make A trial of her faith; I must put on A brazen face, and do't-- _Enter_ WIFE. Mine own will shame me. WIFE. This is most strange of all! how one distraction Seconds another! VOT. What's the news, sweet madam? WIFE. He's took his horse, but left his leave untaken. What should I think on't, sir? did ever lord Depart so rudely from his lady's presence! VOT. Did he forget your lip? WIFE. He forgot all, That nobleness remembers. VOT. I'm asham'd of him. Let me help, madam, to repair his manners, And mend that unkind fault. WIFE, Sir! pray, forbear! You forget worse than he. VOT. So virtue save me, I have enough already. [_Aside._ WIFE. 'Tis himself Must make amends, good sir, for his own faults.