_Duke._ Very well met, and well come. What is the news from this good Deputy? 25 _Isab._ He hath a garden circummured with brick, Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd; And to that vineyard is a planched gate, That makes his opening with this bigger key: This other doth command a little door 30 Which from the vineyard to the garden leads; There have I made my promise Upon the heavy middle of the night To call upon him. _Duke._ But shall you on your knowledge find this way? 35 _Isab._ I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't: With whispering and most guilty diligence, In action all of precept, he did show me The way twice o'er. _Duke._ Are there no other tokens Between you 'greed concerning her observance? 40 _Isab._ No, none, but only a repair i' the dark; And that I have possess'd him my most stay Can be but brief; for I have made him know I have a servant comes with me along, That stays upon me, whose persuasion is 45 I come about my brother. _Duke._ 'Tis well borne up. I have not yet made known to Mariana A word of this. What, ho! within! come forth! _Re-enter MARIANA._ I pray you, be acquainted with this maid; She comes to do you good. _Isab._ I do desire the like. 50 _Duke._ Do you persuade yourself that I respect you? _Mari._ Good friar, I know you do, and have found it. _Duke._ Take, then, this your companion by the hand, Who hath a story ready for your ear. I shall attend your leisure: but make haste; 55 The vaporous night approaches. _Mari._ Will't please you walk aside? [_Exeunt Mariana and Isabella._ _Duke._ O place and greatness, millions of false eyes Are stuck upon thee! volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious quests 60 Upon thy doings! thousand escapes of wit Make thee the father of their idle dreams, And rack thee in their fancies! _Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA._ Welcome, how agreed? _Isab._ She'll take the enterprise upon her, father, If you advise it. _Duke._ It is not my consent, 65 But my entreaty too. _Isab._ Little have you to say When you depart from him, but, soft and low, 'Remember now my brother.' _Mari._ Fear me not. _Duke._ Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all. He is your husband on a pre-contract: 70 To bring you thus together, 'tis no sin, Sith that the justice of your title to him Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go: Our corn's to reap, for yet our tithe's to sow. [_Exeunt._ NOTES: IV, 1.