FIRST EXECUTIONER. Here 's your wedding-ring.
CARIOLA. Let me but speak with the duke. I 'll discover
Treason to his person.
BOSOLA. Delays:--throttle her.
FIRST EXECUTIONER. She bites and scratches.
CARIOLA. If you kill me now,
I am damn'd; I have not been at confession
This two years.
BOSOLA. [To Executioners.] When?<119>
CARIOLA. I am quick with child.
BOSOLA. Why, then,
Your credit 's saved.
[Executioners strangle Cariola.]
Bear her into the next room;
Let these lie still.
[Exeunt the Executioners with the body of CARIOLA.]
[Enter FERDINAND]
FERDINAND. Is she dead?
BOSOLA. She is what
You 'd have her. But here begin your pity:
Shows the Children strangled.
Alas, how have these offended?
FERDINAND. The death
Of young wolves is never to be pitied.
BOSOLA. Fix your eye here.
FERDINAND. Constantly.
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