_Regent_. Stay: she comes.

[_Enter the Countess Fulvia, Cesario attending._

Madam, the reason wherefore you are summoned
No doubt you guess, from a rude earlier call
Our Captain paid you. Certain practices,
Which you may force me name, are charged upon
you
On testimony you may force me call
And may with freedom question.

_Fulvia_. I'll not question:
No, nor I will not answer.

_Lucio_. Then I'll answer!'
For me, for all, she is innocent!

_Regent_. For you?
We'll hope it: but 'for all' 's more wide an oath
Than you can swear, sir. I'll not bandy you
Words nor debate. Myself the ladder saw;
Lucetta, here, the ladder and the man.
_What_ man she will not say. Cesario
Has tracked his footprint on her garden plots.
Must we say more?

_Fulvia_. No need. Her fingering mind
Is a close cupboard turning all things rancid.