FIRST LORD. Go tell the Count Rossillon and my brother We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled Till we do hear from them.

SECOND SOLDIER. Captain, I will.

FIRST LORD. ’A will betray us all unto ourselves; Inform on that.

SECOND SOLDIER. So I will, sir.

FIRST LORD. Till then I’ll keep him dark, and safely lock’d.

[Exeunt.]

SCENE II. Florence. A room in the Widow’s house.

Enter Bertram and Diana.

BERTRAM. They told me that your name was Fontybell.

DIANA. No, my good lord, Diana.

BERTRAM. Titled goddess; And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul, In your fine frame hath love no quality? If the quick fire of youth light not your mind, You are no maiden but a monument; When you are dead, you should be such a one As you are now; for you are cold and stern, And now you should be as your mother was When your sweet self was got.

DIANA. She then was honest.

BERTRAM. So should you be.

DIANA. No. My mother did but duty; such, my lord, As you owe to your wife.