Her body sleeps in Capels' monument. And her immortal part with angels lives. I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault. And presently took post to tell you. O pardon me for bringing these ill news. Since you did leave it for my office sir.
Is it e'en so?-Then I deny the stars! Thou knowest my lodging. Get me ink and paper; and hire post-horses. I will hence tonight.