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Scene the Third.

Enter Don Manuel, Solus.
The Scene is the Representation of a Street discover'd by Twilight.
Man.
This is the time and place where I expect
My fugitive Mistress; if I meet with her
I may forget the wrongs her Brother did me:
If otherwise, his Blood shall expiate them.
I hope her Woman keeps her Ignorant
How all things pass'd, according to her promise.

A door opens—Enter Angellina in Boys Cloaths. Leonora behind at the Door.
Leon.
I had forgot to tell him of this Habit
She has put on; but sure hee'l know her in it.

[Aside.
Man.
Who goes there?

Ang.
'Tis Don Manuels Voice; I must run back:
The Door shut on me? Leonora, Where?
Does she not follow me?—I am betray'd.

Man.
What are you?

Ang.
A poor Boy.

Man.
Do you belong to Rodorick?

Ang.
Yes, I do.

Man.
Here's Money for you, tell me where's his Sister:

Ang.
Just now I met her coming down the stairs,
Which lead into the Garden.

Man.
'Tis well, leave me
In silence.

Ang.
With all my heart; Was ever such a scape!

[Exit. running.
Man.
She cannot now be long; sure by the Moon-shine
I shall discover her:
Enter Rodorick, and Julia.
This must be she; Ile seize her.

Jul.
Help me, Rodorick;

Rod.
Unhand the Lady, Villain.

Man.
Rodorick!
I'm glad we meet alone; now is the time
To end our Difference.

Rod.
I cannot stay.

Man.
You must.

Rod.
I will not:

Man.
'Tis base to injure any Man; but yet
'Tis far more base, once done not to defend it.

Rod.
Is this an hour for Valiant Men to Fight?
They love the Sun should witness what they do;
Cowards have Courage when they see not Death:
And fearfull Hares, that sculk in forms all Day,
Yet Fight their feeble Quarrels by the Moon-light.

Man.
No, Light and Darkness are but poor distinctions
Of such, whose Courage comes by fits and starts.

Rod.
Thou urgest me above my patience:
This minute of my Life was not my own,
But hers I love beyond it:

They draw, and Fight.
Jul.
Help, help; none hear me!
Heav'n I think is Deaf too:
O Rodorick! O Brother!—

Enter Gonsalvo, and Hippolito.
Jul.
Who ere you are, if you have honour part 'um.—

[Manuel stumbles, and falls.
Gons.
Hold, Sir, you are too Cruel; he that Kills
At such advantage fears to Fight again.

[Holds Rodorick.
Man.
Cavalier, I may Live to thank you for this favour.

[Rises.
Rod.
I will not quit you so.

Man.
Ile breath, and then—

Jul.
Is there no way to save their Lives?

Hip.
Run out of sight,
If 'tis concerning you they Quarrel.

[Julia retires to a Corner.
Hip.
Help, help, as you are Cavaliers; the Lady
For whom you thus contend, is seiz'd by some
Night-robbing Villains.

All.
Which way took they?

Hip.
'Twas so dark I could not see distinctly:

Rod.
Let us divide; I this way.

[Exit.
Gons.
Down yonder street Ile take.

Man.
And I down that.

[Exeunt severally.
Hip.
Now, Madam, may we not lay by our fear?
They are all gone.

Jul.
'Tis true, but we are here,
Expos'd to Darkness without guide or aid,
But of our selves.

Hip.
And of our selves affraid.

Jul.
These dangers while 'twas Light I could despise,
Then I was Bold; but watch'd by many Eyes:
Ah! could not Heav'n for Lovers find a way,
That prying People still might sleep by Day.

Enter Angellina.
Hip.
Me-thinks I'm certain I discover some;

Jul.
This was your speaking of 'um made 'um come.

Hip.
There is but one, perhaps he may go by.

Ang.
Where had I courage for this bold disguise,
Which more my Nature than my Sex belies?
Alas! I am betraid to darkness here;
Darkness which Virtue hates, and Maids most fear:
Silence and Solitude dwell every where:
Doggs cease to bark; the Waves more faintly roar,
And rowl themselves asleep upon the Shore:
No noise but what my Foot-steps make, and they
Sound dreadfully, and Louder than by Day:
They double too, and every step I take
Sounds thick me-thinks, and more than one could make.
Ha! Who are these?
I wish'd for Company, and now I fear.
Who are you gentle People that go there?

Jul.
His Voice is soft as is the upper Air,
Or dying Lovers words: O pity us.

Ang.
O pity me! Take freely as your own
My Gold, my Jewels; spare my Life alone.

Hip.
Alas he fears as much as we.

Jul.
What say you
Sir, Will you joyn with us.

Amid.
Yes Madam, but
If you would take my Sword, you'l use it better.

Hip.
I, But you are a Man.

Amid.
Why, so are you:

Hip.
Truly my fear had made me quite forget it.

Enter Gonsalvo.
Gons.
Hippolito! How barbarous was I
To leave my Boy! Hippolito!

Hip.
Here, here.
Now Madam fear not, you are safe:

Jul.
What is become Sir, of those Gentlemen?

Gons.
Madam, They all went several ways; not like
To meet.

Jul.
What will become of me!

Gons.
'Tis late,
And I a stranger in the Town: yet all
Your dangers shall be mine.

Jul.
You'r noble, Sir.

Gons.
I'l pawn the hopes of all my Love, to see
You safe.

Jul.
Who ere your Mistress be, she has
My curses if, she prove not Kind.

Ang.
And mine.

Hip.
My Sister will repent her when she knows
For whom she makes that Wish; but I'l say nothing
Till Day discovers it: A Door opens,
[Aside.
I hope it is some Inn.

[A Door opens, at which a Servant appears.
Ang.
Friend, can you Lodge us here?

Serv.
Yes Friend, we can:

Jul.
How shall we be dispos'd?

Serv.
As Nature would;
The Gentleman and you: I have a rule,
That when a Man and Woman ask for Lodging
They are ever Husband and Wife.

Jul.
Rude and Unmanner'd:

Gons.
Sir, this Lady must be Lodged apart:

Serv.
Then the two Boys that are good for nothing
But one another, they shall go together.

Ang.
Lye with a Man? sweet Heav'n defend me!

Hip.
Alas, friend, I ever lye alone.

Serv.
Then to save trouble, Sir, because 'tis late
One of the Youths shall be dispos'd with you.

Ang.
Who I! not for the World.

Hip.
Neither of us; for though I would not Lodge with you
My self; I never can indure he should.

Ang.
Why then, to end the difference, if you please
I and that Lady will be Bed-fellows;

Hip.
No, She and I will Lodge together rather.

Serv.
You are sweet Youths indeed; not for the World
You would not Lodge with Men! none but the Lady
Would serve your turn.

Ang.
Alas I had forgot I am a Boy;
I am so lately one.

[Aside.
Serv.
Well, well; all shall be Lodg'd apart.

Gons.
to Hip.
I did not think you Harbour'd wanton thoughts:
So young, so Bad!

Hip.
I can make no defence
But must be sham'd by my own Innocence.

Exeunt omnes.