_Mar._ This is palpable, this is manifest; I shall remember you, lady fruiterer; I shall have your baskets searched when you bring oranges again.--Come away, nieces; and thanks, honest fellow, for thy discovery. [_Exeunt_ MARIO _and Women._ Ben. _Hah couragio! Il diavolo e morto:_ Now, I think I have tickled it; this discovery has reinstated me into the empire of my wit again. Now, in the pomp of this achievement, will I present myself before madam Laura, with a--Behold, madam, the happy restoration of Benito! _Enter_ AURELIAN, CAMILLO, _and_ FRONTONA, _over-hearing him,_ Oh, now, that I had the mirror, to behold myself in the fulness of my glory! and, oh, that the domineering fop, my master, were in presence, that I might triumph over him! that I might even contemn the wretched wight, the mortal of a grovelling soul, and of a debased understanding. [_He looks about him, and sees his master._] How the devil came these three together? Nothing vexes me, but that I must stand bare to him, after such an enterprise as this is. _Aur._ Nay, put on, put on again, sweet sir; why should you be uncovered before the fop your master, the wretched wight, the mortal of a grovelling soul? _Ben._ Ay, sir, you may make bold with yourself at your own pleasure: But, for all that, a little bidding would make me take your counsel, and be covered, as affairs go now. _Aur._ If it be lawful for a man of a debased understanding to confer with such an exalted wit, pray what was that glorious achievement, which wrapt you into such an ecstasy? _Ben._ 'Tis a sign you know well how matters go, by your asking me so impertinent a question. _Aur._ [_Putting off his hat to him._] Sir, I beg of you, as your most humble master, to be satisfied. _Ben._ Your servant, sir; at present I am not at leisure for conference. But hark you, sir, by the way of friendly advice, one word: Henceforward, tell me no more of the adventure of the garden, nor of the great looking-glass. _Aur._ You mean the mirror. _Ben._ Yes, the mirror; tell me no more of that, except you could behold in it a better, a more discreet, or a more able face for stratagem, than I can, when I look there. _Aur._ But, to the business; What is this famous enterprise? _Ben._ Be satisfied, without troubling me farther, the business is done, the rogues are defeated, and your mistress is secured: If you would know more, demand it of that criminal [_Pointing to_ FRON.], and ask her, how she dares appear before you, after such a signal treachery, or before me, after such an overthrow? _Fron._ I know nothing, but only that, by your master's order, I was to receive the two ladies into my house, and you prevented it. _Ben._ By my master's order? I'll never believe it. This is your stratagem, to free yourself, and deprive me of my reward. _Cam._ I'll witness what she says is true. _Ben._ I am deaf to all asseverations, that make against my honour.