[_Exit_.
_Asc_.
You all look strangely, and I fear believe
This unexpected fortune makes me proud,
Indeed it do's not: I shall ever pay you
The duty of a son, and honour you
Next to my Father: good my Lord, for yet
I dare not call you, uncle, be not sad,
I never shall forget those noble favours
You did me being a stranger, and if ever
I live to be the master of a fortune,
You shall command it.
_Jam_.
Since it was determin'd
I should be cozen'd, I am glad the profit
Shall fall on thee, I am too tough to melt,
But something I will do.
_Hen_.
'Pray you take leave
Of your steward (gentle Brother) the good husband
That takes up all for you.
_Jam_.
Very well, mock on,
It is your turn: I may have mine--
[_Exit_.
_Oct_.
But do not
Forget us, dear _Ascanio_.
_Asc_.
Do not fear it,
I every day will see you: every hour
Remember you in my prayers.
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