Ros. so neere the hart, as your gesture cries it out: when your
Ros.
brother marries Aliena, shall you marrie her. I know in
Ros. to what straights of Fortune she is driuen, and it is not
Ros.
impossible to me, if it appeare not inconuenient to you,
Ros. to set her before your eyes to morrow, humane as she is,
Ros. I say I am a Magitian: Therefore put you in your best a
Ros. ray, bid your friends: for if you will be married to mor