_Bal._ You must be then more secret in the waight Of these your shadie counsels, who will else 15 Beare (where such sparkes flye as the Guise and D'Ambois) Pouder about them. Counsels (as your entrailes) Should be unpierst and sound kept; for not those Whom you discover you neglect; but ope A ruinous passage to your owne best hope. 20 _Hen._ Wee have spies set on us, as we on others; And therefore they that serve us must excuse us, If what wee most hold in our hearts take winde; Deceit hath eyes that see into the minde. But this plot shall be quicker then their twinckling, 25 On whose lids Fate with her dead waight shall lie, And confidence that lightens ere she die. Friends of my Guard, as yee gave othe to be True to your Soveraigne, keepe it manfully. Your eyes have witnest oft th'ambition 30 That never made accesse to me in Guise But treason ever sparkled in his eyes; Which if you free us of, our safetie shall You not our subjects but our patrons call. _Omnes._ Our duties binde us; hee is now but dead. 35 _Hen._ Wee trust in it, and thanke ye. Baligny, Goe lodge their ambush, and thou God, that art Fautor of princes, thunder from the skies Beneath his hill of pride this gyant Guise. _Exeunt._ [SCÆNA TERTIA. _A Room in Montsurry's House._] _Enter Tamyra with a letter, Charlotte in mans attire._ _Tamyra._ I see y'are servant, sir, to my deare sister, The lady of her loved Baligny. _Charlotte._ Madame, I am bound to her vertuous bounties For that life which I offer, in her service, To the revenge of her renowned brother. 5 _Tam._ She writes to mee as much, and much desires That you may be the man, whose spirit shee knowes Will cut short off these long and dull delayes Hitherto bribing the eternall Justice: Which I beleeve, since her unmatched spirit 10 Can judge of spirits that have her sulphure in them. But I must tell you that I make no doubt Her living brother will revenge her dead, On whom the dead impos'd the taske, and hee, I know, will come t'effect it instantly. 15 _Char._ They are but words in him; beleeve them not. _Tam._ See; this is the vault where he must enter; Where now I thinke hee is. _Enter Renel at the vault, with the Countesse being blinde._ _Renel._ God save you, lady! What gentleman is this, with whom you trust The deadly waightie secret of this houre? 20 _Tam._ One that your selfe will say I well may trust.