The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Jew of Malta
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Scene:
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Abbasse
The better; for we love not to be seene:
'Tis thirtie winters long since some of us
Did stray so farre amongst the multitude.
Abbasse
It may be so: but who comes here?
Abbasse
What art thou, daughter?
Abbasse
Well, daughter, say, what is thy suit with us?
Abbasse
Well, daughter, we admit you for a Nun.
Abbasse
Come daughter, follow us.
