Leon. raild at her self, that she should be so immodest to write,
Leon. saies she, by my owne spirit, for I should flout him if hee
Clau. sobs, beates her heart, teares her hayre, praies, curses, O
Leon. extasie hath so much ouerborne her, that my daughter is
Leon. somtime afeard she will doe a desperate out‑rage to her