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ACTVS TERTIVS.
Alex. Metron. Ceballinus. Craterus
Perdiccas, Ephest,
COme, Metron say of whom hast thou receiued,
Th'intelligence of this conspiracie:
Contriud against our person, as thou sayst,
By Dymnus and some other of the Campe,
Is't not some vaine report borne without cause,
That enuie or imagination drawes
From priuate ends to breed a publike feare.
T'amuze the world with things that neuer were,
Met.
Here may it please your highnes is the man,
One Ceballinus that brought me the newes.
Ceb.
O Alexander I haue sau'd thy life.
I am the man that hath reueild their plot.
Alex.
And how cam'st thou to be informd therof,
Ceb.
By mine owne brother, one Nichomacus,
Whom Dymnus chiefe of the conspirators,
Acquainted with the whole of their intents,
Alex.
How long since is it, this was told to thee?
Ceb.
About some three dayes, my Soueraigne Lord.
Alex.
What three dayes since? and hast thou so long kept
The thing cōceald from vs being of that weight.
Guard, take and lay him presently in hold:
Ceb.
O may it please your grace I did not keepe,
The thing conceald one houre, but presently,
Ran to acquaint Philotas therewithall,