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CORNEGO
How now? What quarter of the moon has she cut out now? My Lord puts me into a wise office to be a mad-woman's keeper. Why, Madam!
ONAELIA
Ha! Where is the King, thou slave?
[Clutches Cornego.]
CORNEGO
Let go your hold, or I'll fall upon you as I am a man.
ONAELIA
Thou treacherous caitiff <10>, where is the King?
CORNEGO
He's gone, but not so far as you are.
ONAELIA
Crack all in sunder, oh you battlements,
And grind me into powder
CORNEGO
What powder? Come, what powder? When did you ever see a woman grinded into powder? I am sure some of your sex powder men, and pepper them too.
ONAELIA
Is there a vengeance yet lacking to my ruin?
Let it fall, now let it fall upon me!
CORNEGO
No, there has been too much fallen upon you already.
ONAELIA
Thou villain, leave thy hold, I'll follow him
Like a raised ghost, I'll haunt him, break his sleep,
Fright him as he is embracing his new leman <11>,
Til want of rest bids him run mad and die,
For making oaths bawds to his perjury.
CORNEGO
Pray be more seasoned, if he make any bawds, he did ill, for there is enough of that fly-blown flesh already.
ONAELIA
I'm left quite naked now; all gone, all, all.
CORNEGO
No Madam, not all, for you cannot be rid of me.
Here comes your Uncle.
Enter Medina.
ONAELIA
Attired in robes of vengeance, are you uncle?
MEDINA
More horrors yet?
ONAELIA
'Twas never full till now,
And in this torrent all my hopes lie drowned.
MEDINA
Instruct me in the cause.
ONAELIA
The King, the contract!
Exit Ona