Volpone/Act V Scene III

SCENE III.

A Room in Volpone's House.

Enter Mosca in the habit of a clarissimo, and Volpone in that of a commandadore.

Volp. Am I then like him?
Mos. O, sir, you are he:
No man can sever you.
Volp. Good.
Mos. But what am I?
Volp. 'Fore heaven, a brave clarissimo; thou becom'st it!
Pity thou wert not born one.
Mos. If I hold
My made one, 'twill be well.[Aside.
Volp. I'll go and see
What news first at the court.[Exit.
Mos. Do so. My Fox
Is out of his hole, and ere he shall re-enter,
I'll make him languish in his borrow'd case,
Except he come to composition with me.—
Androgyno, Castrone, Nano!

Enter Androgyno, Castrone, and Nano.

All. Here.
Mos. Go, recreate your selves abroad; go, sport.— [Exeunt.
So, now I have the keys, and am possest.
Since he will needs be dead afore his time,
I'll bury him, or gain by him: I am his heir,
And so will keep me, till he share at least.
To cozen him of all, were but a cheat
Well placed; no man would construe it a sin:
Let his sport pay for't. This is call'd the Fox-trap.
[Exit.