Scene. 47.
Enter Monsieur Sensible, and Madamoiselle Amor.
SEnsible.
Daughter, I am come to bring you a Medicine to take out the sting of Love.
Amor.
What is it Sir?
Sensible.
Why, Monsieur Frere hath most wickedly kill'd himself.
She staggers.
Madam Amor.
Although I cannot usher him to the Grave, I'll follow him.
Falls down dead.
Sensible.
Help, help, for Heavens sake, help.
Enter Servants.
Sensible.
O my Child is dead! O she is dead, she is dead! Carry her to her Bed.
Exit Father and Servants.
Enter two servants, running and meeting each other.
1 Servant.
O my Lady is quite dead, and past all cure, and her Father, I think, will die also.
2 Servant.
I am sure there is a sad, a sad House to day.
Exeunt.