SCENE V.[1728

[_Enter_] MOSCA _in the habit of a clarissimo, and_ VOLPONE _in that of a commandadore_.

_Volp._ Am I then like him?

_Mos._ O, sir, you are he; No man can sever you.

_Volp._ Good.

_Mos._ But what am I?

_Volp._ ’Fore heaven, a brave clarissimo; thou becom’st it! Pity thou wert not born one.

_Mos._ [_Aside._] If I hold My made one, ’t will be well.

_Volp._ I ’ll go and see 5 What news first at the court. [_Exit._]

_Mos._ Do so. My Fox Is out of his hole, and ere he shall re-enter, I ’ll make him languish in his borrow’d case,[1729] Except he come to composition with me.— Androgyno, Castrone, Nano!

[_Enter_ ANDROGYNO, CASTRONE, _and_ NANO.]

_All._ Here. 10

_Mos._ Go, recreate yourselves abroad; go, sport.— [_Exeunt._] So, now I have the keys, and am possest. Since he will needs be dead afore his time, I ’ll bury him, or gain by ’m: I’m his heir, And so will keep me, till he share at least. 15 To cozen him of all, were but a cheat Well plac’d; no man would construe it a sin: Let his sport pay for ’t. This is call’d the Fox-trap. [_Exit._]