SCENE I.A Room in the House of Venturewell.
Vent. I will have no great store of company at the wedding; a couple of neighbours and their wives; and we will have a capon in stewed broth, with marrow, and a good piece of beef stuck with rosemary.
Enter JASPER, with his Face mealed.
Jasp. Forbear thy pains, fond man! it is too late.
Vent. Heaven bless me! Jasper!
Jasp Ay, I am his ghost,
Vent. Forgive me, Jasper! Oh, what might I do,
Jasp. There is no means; too late thou thinkst of this.
Vent. But tell me what were best for me to do?
Jasp. Repent thy deed, and satisfy my father,
[Wife. Look, George; his very ghost would have folks
Hum. Father, my bride is gone, fair Mistress Luce:
Vent. Hence, fool, out of my sight with thy fond passion!
Hum. Hold, my father dear,
Vent. Thy father, fool! theres some blows more; begone.
To see thy will performed. Now will I go
To satisfy thy father for thy wrongs.
[ Aside and exit .
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