_Ger._ Am I not worthy of the knowledge of it?
And cannot I as well affect your sorrows,
As your delights? you love no other Woman?
_Gos._ No, I protest.
_Ger._ You have no ships lost lately?
_Gos._ None, that I know of.
_Ger._ I hope you have spilt no blood, whose innocence
May lay this on your conscience.
_Gos._ Clear, by Heaven.
_Ger._ Why should you be thus then?
_Gos._ Good _Gertrude_ ask not,
Ev'n by the love you bear me.
_Ger._ I am obedient.
_Gos._ Go in, my fair, I will not be long from ye,
Nor long I fear me with thee. At my return
Dispose me as you please.
_Ger._ The good gods guide ye.
[_Exit._
_Gos._ Now for my self, which is the least I hope for,
And when that fails, for mans worst fortune, pity. [_Exit._
_ACTUS QUARTUS. SCENA PRIMA._
_Enter_ Goswin _and_ 4. Merchants.
_Gos._ Why gentlemen, 'tis but a week more, I intreat you
But 7. short days, I am not running from ye;
Nor, if you give me patience, is it possible
All my adventures fail; you have ships abroad
Endure the beating both of Wind and Weather:
I am sure 'twould vex your hearts, to be protested;
Ye are all fair Merchants.
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