sustain, I'll be so bold to open it. Whats here? Sir
Robert greets you well? You, Mastries, his love, his life?
Oh amorous man, how he entertains his new Maistres; and
bestows on Lubeck, his od friend, a horn night cap to keep
in his witt.

MARIANA.
Madam, though you have discourteously read my letter, yet I
pray you give it me.

BLAUNCH.
Then take it: there, and there, and there!

[She tears it. Et exit Blaunch.]

MARIANA.
How far doth this differ from modesty! Yet will I gather
up the pieces, which happily may shew to me the intent
thereof, though not the meaning.

[She gathers up the pieces and joins them.]

'Your servant and love, sir Robert of Windsor, Alias William
the Conqueror, wisheth long health and happiness'. Is this
William the Conqueror, shrouded under the name of sir Robert
of Windsor? Were he the Monarch of the world he should not
disposess Lubeck of his Love. Therefore I will to the
Court, and there, if I can, close to be friends with Lady
Blaunch; and thereby keep Lubeck, my Love, for my self, and
further the Lady Blaunch in her suit, as much as I may.