SCENE III.--_A Corridor in the Palace.

_Enter the_ DUCHESS, _arm in arm with_ SPURIO, _looking lasciviously on her. After them, enter_ SUPERVACUO, _with a rapier, running;_ AMBITIOSO _stops him._

_Spu._ Madam, unlock yourself; Should it be seen, your arm would be suspected.

_Duch._ Who is't that dares suspect or this or these? May not we deal our favours where we please?

_Spu._ I'm confident you may. [_Exeunt_ DUCHESS _and_ SPURIO.

_Amb._ 'Sfoot, brother, hold.

_Sup._ Wouldst let the bastard shame us?

_Amb._ Hold, hold, brother! there's fitter time than now.

_Sup._ Now, when I see it!

_Amb._ 'Tis too much seen already.

_Sup._ Seen and known; The nobler she's, the baser is she grown.

_Amb._ If she were bent lasciviously (the fault Of mighty women, that sleep soft)--O death! Must she needs choose such an unequal sinner, To make all worse?--

_Sup._ A bastard! the duke's bastard! shame heaped on shame!

_Amb._ O our disgrace! Most women have small waists the world throughout; But their desires are thousand miles about.

_Sup._ Come, stay not here, let's after, and prevent, Or else they'll sin faster than we'll repent. [_Exeunt._