The same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house. Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT JESSICA I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so:
Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil, Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness.
But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee:
And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest:
Give him this letter; do it secretly;
And so farewell: I would not have my father See me in talk with thee. LAUNCELOT Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful pagan, most sweet Jew! if a Christian did not play the knave and get thee, I am much deceived. But, adieu: these foolish drops do something drown my manly spirit: adieu. JESSICA Farewell, good Launcelot.
Exit Launcelot Alack, what heinous sin is it in me To be ashamed to be my father's child!
But though I am a daughter to his blood, I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo, If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife, Become a Christian and thy loving wife.
