_Mess._ The Duke commands your present attendance at Court. _Fred._ The cause? _Mess._ I know not in particular; but this Many are sent for more, about affairs Forraign I take it Sir. _Fred._ I will be there Within this hour, return my humble service. _Mess._ I will Sir. [_Exit Messenger._ _Fred._ Farewel friend, what new's with you? _Enter a Servant_. _Ser._ My Mistris would desire you Sir to follow With all the hast you can, she is gone to Church, To marry Captain _Jacomo_, and _Julio_ To do as much for the young merry Gentlewoman, Fair Mistris _Clora_. _Fred. Julio_ marry _Clora_? Thou art deceiv'd I warrant thee. _Ser._ No sure Sir, I saw their lips as close upon the bargain As Cockles. _Fred._ Give 'em joy, I cannot now go, The Duke hath sent for me in hast. _Ser._ This note Sir, when you are free, will bring you where they are. [_Ex._ _Fred. reads._ You shall find us all at Signeur _Angelo's_, Where _Piso_, and the worthy _Leila_ Of famous memory are to be married, And we not far behind. Would I had time To wonder at this last couple in hell. _Enter Messenger again._ _Mess._ You are stai'd for Sir. _Fred._ I come, pray God the business Hold me not from this sport, I would not lose it. [_Exeunt._ SCENE V. _Enter Father_, Piso, Angelo, _and_ Lelia. _Ang._ God give you joy, and make you live together A happy pair. _Piso._ I do not doubt we shall. There was never poor gentleman had such a sudden fortune, I could thrust my head betwixt two pales, and strip me out of My old skin like a Snake: will the guests come thou saidst Thou sentest for to solemnize the Nuptials? _Fath._ They will, I lookt for 'em e're this. _Enter_ Julio, Jacomo, Fabritio, Frank, Clora. _Jul._ By your leave all. _Fath._ They're here Sir. _Jul._ Especially fair Lady I ask your pardon, to whose marriage-bed I wish all good success, I have here brought you Such guests as can discern your happiness, And best do know how to rejoyce at it; For such a fortune they themselves have run, The worthy _Jacomo_, and his fair Bride, Noble _Fabritio_, whom this age of peace Has not yet taught to love ought but the warrs, And his true friends, this Lady who is but A piece of me. [_Exit Father._ _Leli._ Sir, you are welcom all, Are they not Sir? _Piso._ Bring in some wine, some of the wine _Lodowick_ the fool Sent hither: who ever thou bid'st welcom shall find it. _Leli._ An une[x]pected honour you have done To our too hasty wedding.