+Duke.+ Talk not of pity, if Thou wilt show me none. +Amph.+ My pity is her due: My love is yours. +Duke.+ O Amphelia, this was A cruel way to make me happy. Thou'st Better still have kept my joys unknown, than let The knowing of it be my death. Once more, My dear Amphelia, marry me. +Amph.+ Do not Petition her; you may command in any Thing but this. +Duke.+ Monster of villains, thou hast caus'd All this! Executioner, immediately strike Off his head. +Ort.+ I'm sure you will not let me die. +Duke.+ Impudent villain, dispatch him straight. +Ort.+ Hold, sir, 'tis only I can make you Three happy, which if you do not confess, When you have heard me speak, then let me die. +Duke.+ Well, let's hear it. +Ort.+ Promise me my life First, if I do. +Duke.+ Well, you shall have it. +Ort.+ Then know, the lady Artabella is Your sister. +Duke.+ Ha! +Ort.+ I say, your sister; You do remember that you had one once? +Duke.+ Yes, I do, but she was lost at three years old. +Ort.+ 'Tis true it was thought so; but thus it is:-- When 'twas reported you were slain in th' battle, I straight convey'd away this lady, then A child, because she should not stand 'twixt me And the dukedom. I being then acquainted With the mother to Arbatus, I brought This lady, and gave her a sum of money, T' adopt her for her child. With willingness My offer she embrac'd, the more, because Her son Arbatus had been lost about Seven years, thought to have been cast away At sea, though afterwards returned home: I had enjoin'd her secrecy, which she Kept, therefore she told Arbatus 'twas his Sister. _Enter +Arbatus+._ +Duke.+ And is she then my sister? O Arbatus, welcome, welcome! I've a crowd Of joys about my heart to tell thee. +Arb.+ What! that you have broken my sister's heart? +Duke.+ Thou hast no sister; 'tis I [that] possess that Blessing; Artabella is my sister. How blest a sound is _sister_ to my ears! I'll give command no other word but _sister_ Shall be spoke throughout my dukedom; I'll have it Taught to infants; so that when nature lends Their sucking tongues a means to speak one word, They shall all babble _sister_, 'stead of _nurse._ I'll have the name engrav'd in gold [up]on Every post and pillar in the streets, and passers- By shall worship it. +Arb.+ I am amazed. _Enter +Philidor+ and +Mirida+._ +Duke.+ Welcome, Philidor. +Phil.+ I am glad To see joy in your looks again, sir; The time is long since I have seen you smile.