Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

Scene 18.

Enter Affectionata, and Foster Trusty.

FOster Trusty.

Now you are placed according to your desire, what wil you command me to do?

Affectionata.

Dear Foster Father, although I am loth to part from you, yet by reason I shall suffer in my estate, I must intreat you to return home, for my Nurse your wife, hath not skill to manage that fortune my Father left me; for she knows not how to let Leases, to set Lands, to receive Rents, to repair Ru∣ines, to disburst Charges, and to order those affairs as they should be ordered, which your knowledge, industry and wisdom will dispose and order for my ad∣vantage.

Foster Trusty.

But how if you be discovered.

Affectionata.

Why, if I should, as I hope I shall not, yet the Lord Singu∣larity is so noble a person, as he will neither use me uncivily, not cru∣elly.

Foster Trusty.

All that I fear is, if you should be discovered, he should use you too civilly.

Affectionata.

That were to use me rudely, which I am confident he will not do, and I am confident that you do believe I will receive no more civillity (if you call it so) than what honour will allow and approve of.

Foster Trusty.

But jealousie will creep into the most confident breasts some∣times, yet I dare trust you, though I fear him.

Affectionata.

I hope there is no cause to fear him, or doubt me, wherefore dear Father, let us go and settle our affairs here, that you may return home to order those there.