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The Complete Apocryphal Works of William Shakespeare - All 17 Rare Plays in One Edition. William ShakespeareЧитать онлайн книгу.

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the guests are at the doors.

      Hearken, they knock: what, shall I let them in?

      ALICE

      Mosbie, go thou, and bear them company. (Exit MOSBIE

      And, susan, fetch water and wash away this blood.

      SUSAN

      The blood cleaveth to the ground and will not out.

      ALICE

      But with my nails I’ll scrape away the blood.

      The more I strive, the more the blood appears!

      SUSAN

      What’s the reason, mistress, can you tell?

      ALICE

      Because I blush not at my husband’s death. (here enters MOSBIE

      MOSBIE

      How now? What’s the matter? Is all well?

      ALICE

      Ay, well, if Arden were alive again.

      In vain we strive, for here his blood remains.

      MOSBIE

      Why, strew rushes on it, can you not?

      This wench does nothing: fall unto the work.

      ALICE

      ‘twas thou that made me murder him.

      MOSBIE

      What of that?

      ALICE

      Nay, nothing, Mosbie, so it be not known.

      MOSBIE

      Keep thou it close, and ‘tis impossible.

      ALICE

      Ah, but I can not, was he not slain by me? my husband’s death torments me at the heart.

      MOSBIE

      It shall not long torment thee, gentle Alice;

      I am thy husband, think no more of him.

      (here enters Adam Fowl and BRADSHAW

      BRADSHAW

      How now, mistress Arden? What ails you, you weep?

      MOSBIE

      Because her husband is abroad so late.

      A couple of ruffians threatened him yesternight,

      And she, poor soul, is afraid he should be hurt.

      ADAM

      Is’t nothing else? Tush, he’ll be here anon.

      (here enters GREENE

      GREENE

      Now, mistress Arden, lack you any guests?

      ALICE

      Ah, master Greene, did you see my husband lately?

      GREENE

      I saw him walking behind the abbey even now.

      ALICE

      I do not like this being out so late. -

      Master Franklin, where did you leave my husband?

      FRANKLIN

      Believe me I saw him not since morning.

      Fear you not, he’ll come anon; meantime

      You may do well to bid his guests sit down.

      ALICE

      Ay, so they shall; master Bradshaw, sit you there;

      I pray you be content, I’ll have my will.

      Master Mosbie, sit you in my husband’s seat.

      MICHAEL

       susan, shall thou and I wait on them?

      Or, and thou sayest the word, let us sit down too.

      SUSAN

       peace, we have other matters now in hand.

      I fear me, Michael, all will be bewrayed.

      MICHAEL

      Tush, so it be known that I shall marry thee in the

      I can not though I be hanged ere night.

      But to prevent the worst, I’ll buy some rats bane.

      SUSAN

       why, Michael, wilt thou poison thyself?

      MICHAEL

      No, but my mistress, for I fear she’ll tell.

      SUSAN

      Tush, Michael; fear not her, she’s wise enough.

      MOSBIE

      Sirrah Michael, give’s a cup of beer. -

      Mistress Arden, here’s to your husband.

      ALICE

      My husband?

      FRANKLIN

      What ails you woman, to cry so suddenly?

      ALICE

      Ah, neighbors, a sudden qualm came over my heart

      My husband being forth torments my mind.

      I know something’s amiss, he is not well;

      Or else I should have heard of him ere now.

      MOSBIE

       she will undo us through her foolishness.

      GREENE

      Fear not, mistress Arden, he’s well enough.

      ALICE

      Tell not me; I know he is not well:

      He was not wont for to stay thus late.

      Good master Franklin, go and seek him forth,

      And if you find him send him home to me,

      And tell him what a fear he hath put me in.

      FRANKLIN

       I like not this; I pray god all be well.

      I’ll seek him out, and find him if I can.

      (Exeunt Franklin, Mosbie, and GREENE

      ALICE

      Michael, how shall I do to rid the rest away?

      MICHAEL

       leave that to my charge, let me alone.

      ‘tis very late, master Bradshaw,

      And you have many narrow lanes to pass.

      BRADSHAW

      Faith, friend Michael, and thou sayest true,

      Therefore I pray thee light’s forth and lend’s a link.

      (Exeunt Bradshaw, Adam, and MICHAEL

      ALICE

      Michael, bring them to the doors, but do not stay,

      You know I do not love to be alone.

      (here enters Mosbie and GREENE

      MOSBIE

      How now, Alice, whither will you bear him?

      ALICE

      Sweet Mosbie, art thou come?

      Then weep that will:

      I have my wish in that I joy thy sight.

      GREENE

      Well it ‘hooves us to be circumspect.

      MOSBIE


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