TRIN. What plate, what jewels? He gave me none. But, when he went to change me, After a thousand circles and ceremonies, He binds me fast upon a form, and blinds me With a thick table-napkin. Not long after Unbinds my head and feet, and gives me light; And then I plainly saw that I saw nothing: The parlour was clean swept of all was in't. PAN. O me! O me! TRIN. What ails you, sir? what ails you? PAN. I am undone! I have lost my love, my plate, My whole estate, and with the rest myself. TRIN. Lose not your patience too. Leave this lamenting, And lay the town; you may recover it. PAN. 'Tis to small purpose. In, and hold thy peace. [_Exit_ TRINCALO. SCENE X. CRICCA, PANDOLFO. CRI. Where shall I find my master, to content him With welcome news? he's here. News, news? News of good fortune, joy, and happiness! PAN. Cricca, my sadness is uncapable Of better tidings: I am undone! most miserable! CRI. Offend not your good luck, y' are now more fortunate Than when you rose this morning: be merry, sir, Cheer up yourself; y' have what you wish'd, fear nothing. PAN. Maybe, Antonio newly repents himself, With purpose to restore my Flavia. Cricca, what is't? where's all this happiness? CRI. Lock'd in Antonio's closet. PAN. All alone? Sure, that's my Flavia. Is not Eugenio Suffer'd to enter? CRI. Antonio keeps the key: No creature enters but himself: all's safe, And shall be so restor'd. PAN. O my sweet Cricca! CRI. And they that wrong'd you most extremely sorry, Ready to yield you any satisfaction. PAN. Is't possible they should so soon repent them, That injur'd me so lately? tell me the manner That caus'd them see their error. CRI. I'll tell you, sir: Being just now at old Antonio's house, One thunders at the back-door, enters, presses To speak in private with young Lelio; Was instantly admitted: and think you, who? 'Twas your astrologer Albumazar. When he had spoke awhile, Lelio and Antonio In haste command me fetch a constable. PAN. How can this story touch my happiness? CRI. I up and down, through slimy ale-houses, Cloudy tobacco-shops and vapouring taverns, My mouth full of inquiry, at last found one. PAN. What of all this? Is't possible a constable Concerns my good? CRI. And, following my directions, Went to a tippling-house, where we took drinking Three handsome fellows with a great chest, attach'd them, And brought all to Antonio. PAN. Well, what then? CRI. These were the astrologer's intelligences that Robb'd you through the south window. PAN. I thought thou hadst spoke Of Flavia's restoring.