Exit.
DELIO. Very fine!
Is this her wit, or honesty, that speaks thus?
I heard one say the duke was highly mov'd
With a letter sent from Malfi. I do fear
Antonio is betray'd. How fearfully
Shows his ambition now! Unfortunate fortune!
They pass through whirl-pools, and deep woes do shun,
Who the event weigh ere the action 's done.
Exit.
Scene V<66>
[Enter] CARDINAL and FERDINAND with a letter
FERDINAND. I have this night digg'd up a mandrake.<67>
CARDINAL. Say you?
FERDINAND. And I am grown mad with 't.
CARDINAL. What 's the prodigy
FERDINAND.
Read there,--a sister damn'd: she 's loose i' the hilts;<68>
Grown a notorious strumpet.
CARDINAL. Speak lower.
FERDINAND. Lower!
Rogues do not whisper 't now, but seek to publish 't
(As servants do the bounty of their lords)
Aloud; and with a covetous searching eye,
To mark who note them. O, confusion seize her!
She hath had most cunning bawds to serve her turn,
And more secure conveyances for lust
Than towns of garrison for service.
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